Recently I had a strange dream about someone I used to have a crush on, and now I think that old crush has resurfaced (I mean it probably resurfaced

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Recently I had a strange dream about someone I used to have a crush on, and now I think that old crush has resurfaced (I mean it probably resurfaced earlier than that but idk). Here’s the catch, I currently have a crush on someone else, or at least I think. We flirt with each other constantly and I would definitely not have a problem hooking up with him, but there is a thought that has been stuck in the back of my head for almost a year now. “Do I really have a crush on him or am I just bored?” as-well as “Do I still have a crush on (insert old crush here?” I have really gotten myself into a predicament haven’t I?

I am so s*** at managing and identifying my emotions, not to mention I am constantly ignoring my intuition which just confuses me more. I feel a little guilty because I am having trouble distinguishing whether or not I truly have feelings or I’m just playing with these guys. Like??????

I hate being a dumb b**** it’s rough smh. Both of them know about the other, and I told them that I’ve totally had a crush on them once before but I never said when or if I still did. I wonder how they feel.

Anyway I just needed and outlet to address this so my brain will actually get to thinking instead of being ‘no thoughts head empty” ya’know?

If you read this give me your thoughts I’m curious, and I low-key probably need some help.

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The world used to owe you a living. Those day’s are over thanks to politicians like Margaret Thatcher. I hope she’s roasting in hell. You have to work so hard now to get so little, the crumbs off the table of the rich.

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Hello I am the man who has a compulsion to put objects in my b*** to simulate g******. I have often in the past sworn it off more times than I can count. I’ve confessed it to my priest over and over. The truth is I just like the feeling but the more I accept myself the less of an allure it has. So I slipped and did it again today. I use a smooth painted garden rake handle that I prop up and then back myself into it. I try and resist but I’ve come to accept that only Jesus can save me. It was not very satisfying even though I tried it to be and fucked myself good. I just did it a while and got a little prostate fluid out then I quit. It’s not that great anymore. So that’s my confession. Today is July 1 and it’s the last time. BTW I need to find a better outlet for stress and s***** frustration.