well, literary, my confession is regarding my sexuality. i am a lesbian. my family and friends doesn’t anything about my sexual orientation. i am currently in love with a girl, but i can’t confess my feelings to her cause i am afraid of rejection. i hope someday, i will be able to tell everyone i know that i am gay, and be proud of it.
I had a dream last night, I was looking for the love of my life (whom i just met a long time ago and since then became a good friend, but couldn’t summon up enough courage to ask her out), I kept looking, to tell her that I love her, but she was always a step away, I just couldn’t get to her… then I woke up, with a great feeling of despair for losing her even in my dream, I guess I need to hold on to her before she slips out of my life forever. I think I should tell her how I feel about her.
He sent me this song:
accidental babies by damien rice
“i held you like a lover
happy hands
and your elbow in the appropriate place
and we ignored our others’ happy plans
for that delicate look upon your face
our bodies moved and hardened
hurting parts of your garden
with no room for a pardon
in a place where no one knows what we have done
do you come
together ever with him?
is he dark enough
enough to see your light?
do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
do you miss my smell?
is he bold enough to take you on?
do you feel like you belong?
does he drive you wild?
or just mildly free?
what about me?
you held me like a lover
sweaty hands
and my foot in the appropriate place
we used cushions to cover happy glands
and the mild issue of our disgrace
our minds pressed and guarded
while our flesh disregarded
the lack of space for the light-hearted
in the boom that beats our drum
and i know i make you cry
i know sometimes you wanna die
but do you really feel alive without me?
if so be free
if not leave him for me
before one of us has
accidental babies
for we are ”
and i was so horrified that i threw up.
I’m a 38 yo woman and I’m seriosuly attracted to boys aged 12-16. I see them at the mall, and they are all so cute and sexy. I love their voices, the way they smell, their bodies, their faces and the way they look at me like they just came in their pants. I can’t stop flirting with them and I’m scared one day I’m going to touch one.
I think I’m pregnant. AGAIN. You’d think after one scare I’d be more careful. The condom slipped off again. We should have been more careful. I should have been more careful. I can’t believe this. I’m freaking out. I turned 16 only three weeks ago.
I didn’t even really want to have sex this time. I’ve been going through so much lately, my emotions weren’t even in it. I figured that if I kept going with the physical, the emotional would soon kick in. I just couldn’t say no to him. We get to see each other alone so rarely. And we were both looking forward to it. But when the moment happened, the mood just didn’t strike me. And it hurt like hell. But he’s such a sweet boy and he loves me. And I love him. I just can’t tell him this. He goes to church each sunday for goodness sakes. Even though we were both each other’s firsts, sometimes I think that I also took away HIS innocence. And lately I think that the only way he can express his way of telling me he loves me is through the physical. And right now all I want is the emotional.
Now I don’t know what to do. I’m so frightened. God help me.
I don’t know if i’m gay or not.i’m a guy. by the way. you see I’m very popular with all my female friends mostly because i’m in tune with female feelings. and I’m with popular with guys as well. but I have weird feelings that i’m gay. I have a girlfriend, and we are very serious right now. the thought of me being gay scares me a lot because I really love my girlfriend. but I just don’t know. how the hell can I be sure?
sometimes i feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and i can’t help but ask myself how much i let the fear take the wheel and steer, it’s driven me before and it seems to be the way everyone else gets around but lately I’m beggining to find that I should be the one behind the wheel, whatever tommorow holds I’ll be there.