Sometimes I don’t know if I’m more scared of living or dying.
I always felt like I was behind in love and forced myself to have crushes even though I only saw them as a friend. I got so desperate that I turned pansexual and eventually I confessed to my friend that I loved her in hopes to get a partner but got rejected which I think permanently ruined our friendship, which was really sad because we were best friends. I can’t stop thinking about how it was all a desperate attempt.
I was having s** with my girlfriend b*******. Her Mother was getting jealous. Her Mother made me have s** with her before I took her daughter out. I faked an o***** and Mom made me give her my full load. Her Mother started getting fat just above her puss. They moved away. Her friend said she was pregnant with twins. ?
