dating site girl here. when I became a legal adult, i packed up my little car and moved to the mountains. i’m a very friendly girl, so i had befriended my

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dating site girl here. when I became a legal adult, i packed up my little car and moved to the mountains. i’m a very friendly girl, so i had befriended my university’s librarian, who was so gitty to show me everything he had on geology and climate, and culture, and other colleges. don’t knock librarians, they know stuff, and they get to know what type of person you are while you think you’re simply u********* your things down and going about your business. so anyway, i picked a town on a map and drove off. i’m in my new town and i get bored easily, and of course i couldn’t wait to get close enough to my coworkers at my new job to ‘hang out’ with them somewhere. fuk that, i got on my cutest outfit, and roamed every bar downtown I could find, never mind i wasn’t even of age yet, i’d been sneaking into bars since i was 17, flirting with so many doorman. i knew the drill, sometimes even had s** with them. between people yelling profanities and compliments like ‘beautiful’ and ‘gorgeous’ when i would walk in all these bars and meeting all these awesome brand new people, i somehow ended up at someone’s after-bar party. I had no idea where i had left my car or how i got there (alcohol putz). so this mischievous college guy keeps giving me this smoke bong, in which i have no idea what is in it—marijuana. ? i’m mostly drunk at this point and after taking my turn on this bong only a second time i’m just out of it and inebriated, a mixture of the drug and all the alcohol i’d consumed all night. blacking out, mostly unconscious, i would sometimes manage to get one eye open (what with all the noise around me). i had to see what the fuk was going on around me after all. all night long, between being knocked the fuk out and coming to, i see this handsome rich British guy, with his cute little leather jacket, sitting across from me on a chair, watching over me as he berates his one friend for being the ‘fuktard that got me high!’. this guy, who i have no idea why someone so refined even attended a college way out here, was so perturbed at the behavior of his friends. it was obvious where he was right now was the trashiest low he would let his friends sink him in. i’m sure after one semester this refined creature said “fuk that. .i tried to cohabitat with the mammals mother, please send the limo. .I’m coming home’”. thank God for this perturbed rich man and the morals he came with, as who knows where i would have found myself that night, had he not been there sitting vigil across from me the entire night, making sure no one fuked with me. thank you nice short handsome truck guy (who had a crush on me) who brought me home the next morning, and knew exactly where i had left my car. thank you but your 5’3” small stature probably will not fit well with my height and big curves. fun night. i have to say, once i made friends with all my coworkers and started their version of ‘hanging out’, i was bored out of my fukin’ mind and thinking about the times i would run around from bar to bar not knowing anyone in town. good times.

New Confession

Before time began,
there was the Cube.
We know not where it comes from, only that it holds the power to create worlds and fill them with life. That is how our masterrace was born.
For a time,
we lived in harmony.
But like all great power,
some wanted it for good,
others for evil.
And so began the war.
A war that ravaged our planet until it was consumed by death,
and the Cube was lost to the far reaches of space.
We scattered across the galaxy, hoping to find it and rebuild our home.
Searching every star,
every world.
And just when all hope seemed lost, message of a new discovery drew us to an unknown planet called… Earth.
the All Spark fells to Earth
But we were already too late

Optimus Primer

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Some of this i learned and processed years after when my mother told me. Even when i was an infant if i was crying or fussy she would fondle my g e n i t a l s to soothe me and take me to breast. Apparently even when she was trying to toilet train as a first reward system she would do it as a reward. When i was no longer bedwetting she had me sleep in her bed. She continued to brrastfeed me for many years, long past puberty. She did so to make me obedient whether it was good grades or chores or general behavior. When school first started it was neurotic so she escalated it. At some point that i remember from around 7 or 8 she would use her mouth as a special treat. She also said she did it because boys are dirty and bad. She said she did it to keep me from shaming or degrading myself. When hair began to grow on my body she kept me shaved because she said ikept me her cute little boy. She did not tell me this until i dreamt it but apparently overnight she would commonly at same general age have me lay on top of her and rub my p e n i s against her between her legs. These things happened commonly until the first time i e j a c ulated when she had her mouth on me. From that event on she would have me enter her and climax every morning and every night at bedtime. To her it was keeping me good and focused and making good grades all the way through college (local, lived with her). It continued until her age made it too difficult to do safely and she eventually had of her in home caretakers serve as her surrogate for higher pay. I still see that caretaker since my mother died and i continue to oay her to visit her several times a week. I have never dated or been with any other women. Mother got me addicted to infantile headspace s** for control and i have no ability to be attracted to or date or have relationship,s** because i am helplessly trapped in that whole messed up mommy mentality.