Tell Secret: Anonymous Confessions & Revelations

Introduction

am i important?

i feel like i have noone, like im the only person to help me through all of my pain and difficulties.

i've been a self harmer since i was 13,i am 18 now, and recently i have been trying to stop, i even got a tattoo to encourage me to stop. my boyfriend is the only one that knows about my self harm, but i feel like he just pretends that it doesnt exist. its really hard to stop with out any support from anyone, expecially him. just a few seconds ago i told him that i needed support to stop in a text, and he didnt say anything. i know he is there because we just got off the phone. i need help i wish there was just one person i could talk to about this because none of my friends care about what i have to say. today i was going to tell them about my self harm, and i started by saying that i know they dont know a lot about me, and a friend of mine inturpted me and said "you dont tell me and i dont care that you dont" it just hurt me a lot so i just couldnt tell them. now im at home, and my boyfriend still hasnt said anything, and im fighting again hurting myself.

i dont know if i can do it. i just wish i could fucking stop.

Attitude of Mind. I want to Kill...

Caught between a rock and a hard place by Llama

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Creation/Copyright by Stock photo

“Fraud? Please don't.”

Someone I love is about to commit a terrible crime. Three years ago he obtained a list of medical records that included social security numbers. He kept the list.

Fast forward to a year ago. I met this man, and fell in love with him. He was a sweet, decent person. The problem was that I was married, and had to let him go. It was better this way. We remained friends.

A few months ago, his high school friend moved in after some trouble. The only thing that turned out to be trouble was HIM. As a result of this "friend's" actions, he has defaulted on his car loan, resulting in a repossession, his power has been turned off, and his Internet has been disconnected. He is going to convince his now 19 year-old girlfriend to be the account holder. Nice, huh?

The punchline is that through the new roommate, he has found someone interested in the records he found. He is planning on selling them to this guy for $100 a name. Isn't it nice to know that your good credit and name is worth ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS?

So he told me all of this in confidence. Now I'm faced with a terrible decision. Do I keep my mouth shut, in effect destroying 500 lives with my inaction and selfishness. Or go to the authorities, and confess the truth of my past relationship to my husband, because I know it will come up in trial if it comes to that. This secret will destroy my life, and even if I do want to move on and get a divorce, he doesn't deserve to know that I was wrong and selfish.

Plus the person is only 23. He's so young. But do I save his butt at the cost of hundreds?

I know the answer. I just have to be strong enough to face the music.

Driving the School Bus while Drunk

Fill the Void by Scarlet Caser

I still remember that really sunny day. the four of us were sitting out on the docks our feet soaking up the water while our bodys soaked up the sun. we smiled and laughed with each other. i pushed my friends boyfriend into the water and he pulled me and the others in. we splashed around and then got out. the sun was setting and the wetlends looked great. i dove into the water swam over to the island in the river. my boyfriend didnt fallow me. my best friends boy friend did. we talked and talked. my boyfriend called from the other shore to see if everything was ok. we yelled back that everything was okay and kept talking. i saw shadows move away from the docks. they had left. my firends boyfriend noticed to and kissed me slightly. i pulled away but i felt right. he told me he loved me. i shoke it away while we continued to kiss. i loved him to. we had sex that night. we took our time and walked back to the house. my boyfriend was asleep on the couch and my best friend was asleep on the floor. i curled up next to couch and cried myself to sleep. the next morning i woke up and left without waking anyone up. my boyfriend called me and told me he was leaving me. he knew what had happened. i started cutting almost daily. my best friend hated me. i went to the dock and saw my ex friend's ex boyfriend sitting on the bench. i sat down next to him. he grabbed my hand tightly. im sorry was all he said all night. i again went home and cried myself to sleep. i never saw him again. he left town 3 weeks later. i had his kid. today is his 16th birthday and he still doesnt know you are the real father. i hope you see this and come find us. im sure he would like to meet you.

Get your own husband! by Me

Gift From My Wife. by Nothing Left To Lose

Creation/Copyright by found on internet

“My wife chose this over our marrage.”

I wrote a song yesterday.
It was ment to take away the pain.
The pain of being your husband.
The pain of watching you walk away after kissing me and a smile saying, "I wont be long" and not knowing how to read between the lines. But that's ok, the song was ment for me anyway.

I sing it at night when I can't sleep and I'm wishing you where here with me count sheep so I can dream about the way it was when we first met.

I know you think I don't care.
You just couldn't see past what you thought was my blank stair.
But that's ok.
I was there anyway, no matter what you think.
Some times you just missed it when you blinked.
My love for you went right on by.
Now there's nothing left but for me to but cry.

Wont you come back and wipe my eyes?
I think its about time you realized,  I'm not the one who left you all alone and paralyzed.
There's something else behind your own eyes, something else lock away deep in side.
But I swear some times the things you do, I just can't believe that there true.
No telling what it might take, for you to pay for your mistakes.
Drag you around till you get scared?
Through you down a flight of stairs?
It does not matter anyway, cause there's nothing left for me to say.
You want to do it all your way!

So hang out with your niggers smokin crack.
I know you'll soon be back trying to making up for what you lack, when you realize that shit is wack.
And when it's time for you to do it all again, I know you'll run back to these blacks..
You think their all your friends.
But where will they be in the end, when you wind up in the Penn.
That's where you'll finally be, If you don't start listening and learning just you wait and see.
I just hope it wont be to late.
Why would you want to wait?
Don't walk through those unholy gates.
Do you want this to be your fate?
All alone with out a mate.
It's still not to late!
Go ahead and fill your plate.
Saver the good you just ate.
Then vomit up all your hate.
Turn around and don't look back.
Cause you never now who's on the attack.
Just let God be your stalker.
You don't need to be a big talker.
Stop running and learn to be a walker.
Enjoy life one step at a time.
Put away all your past, present and future crimes.
It wont cost you one thin dime.
It's better then doing time, and having people call you slim.
Take a sip of the wine that is Jesus.
That's the only drug that really pleases.
He's the one that always sees us.
So go ahead and drink the blood of Jesus.
Not man kind with all his hate, the kind of creature that lye in wait.
Don't fall in to the trap that seals your fate.
Just leave them all behind.
Show them you come from a different bread.
Show them you know how to lead.
And when they cut you, you wont bleed.
Isn't that the way you want to be?
Don't you want your life set free?
That's what your always telling me!
If this is true, then all you have to do is just stop what your doing and you will see.
What a better person you can be.
You don't have to walk in sin.
That kind of life never wins.
Put the past behind you, don't keep letting it rewind you or remind you, cause sometimes it will even blind you.
It's time to heal and make a mends.
You can learn to make all new friends.
But I guess it all depends on just how deep your in.
Now ask yourself, how will your life end?
The choice is yours so make it, just take it.
But it does not work if you try to fake it.
Just believe that it's true and the above can work for you.

Signed
Your Husband
You know, the guy left looking for the woman he married!
The one you left with no car, no cash and got fired over you. Yeah that's me the one who stayed with you and supported you through rehab because you said you where ready to go. Make sure you don't forget me because you have made a lsting impression I will never forget.
But the good news is I can forgive, move on and come back stronger then I was when we met.

God Hates Me.

Graduating without a degree

Head Splatter by Dreamer

Creation/Copyright by Monty Python's Search For The Holy Grail

I don't know why I am writing this except that I can't speak it out loud to anyone.  They would think I'm nuts, or they might take me seriously - that would bring up an entirely different subset of issues, questions and unecessary problems.  I dream about seeing my Husband's head explode.  In the dream I can't really tell what makes it explode; there's no crack of a gunshot, no smack of a baseball bat against the pulpy grotesque shape of his bald head.  It just explodes.  And I laugh.  If it really happened in real life I think I would laugh.  Poor baby...dirty little bits of his smelly head blasted all over the walls and windows.  He's such an asshole; you have never met another person quite as miserable as he is.  I wish his head would explode and the mess would clean itself up.  And that he would be gone and I would be happy.

I am Your Neighbor, and I Masturbate In Public by Why I Smile

I am a middle aged professional woman. I have a very useful skill of thigh-sqeezing which entertains me "unconspiciouly" in public places. After several weeks of training at home it now works perfectly. Sometimes I need a hand but only for additional pressure.

I am able to have an orgasm "and DO ALL THE TIME" at the office behind my desk. I had one in a cinema, two formidable ones waiting at the tax office, about a dozen on the bus or on the subway. I am glad that I figured out the benefits of this method. The thrill when squeezing the thighs is amazing, but my face and tensions are noticeable, so I have to be careful.

I was waiting in the doctors office the other day, and my neighbor was in the waiting room. Little did she know that I had three orgasms while I waited. See you soon neighbor...

I confess...

You want the truth?

Deep inside, I hate you all. I just can't tell you to your faces. For telling him, for being self-centred, for being clever, for being pretty, for liking her, for leaving me out, for simply knowing, for being with him.

And why? Because you remind me so much of myself, it makes me sick.

I had an affair with a married man twice my age

I had an affair with a married man.  I was 18 and he was 36.  His wife found out and we're no longer together.  Almost three years later, I still think about him daily.  I long for him. I miss him.  I still love him.  I guess you never really get over your first love.

I hate you by HateMerja

I Have DEEP Compulsions to Kill Jews. I HATE JEWS!

There are few things in the world as grotesque as a filthy Orthodox Jew; especially a dark, beady-eyed, hook-nosed modern day Shylock Zionist. Even conjuring up such an image in my mind makes me nauseous. Young Jewish children are no different, for they are merely monster seeds of their demon genitors. Zionism runs hot in their veins and the hate of all "goym" is their foremost birthright. I often fanaticize about strangling to death Jewish monster children. There is nothing as beautiful as Jewish death, except the suffering of their bestial children.

When I see Jewish children in public I feel a deep compulsion to put my hands around their delicate necks; a boiling need to strangle their caustic forms into oblivion. I see them for the true insects they are, and I know they are nothing more than the larva of Jew parasites; grubbing maggots gestating in the festering meat of our rotting country.

To make things even more complicated. I am Jewish...

I LOVE DADDY

Daddy loves me very much. He always tells me this. More than anything in the world. He loves me so much, he shows me. Every night. Daddy has fucked me since I was just a little girl. Now my mother has moved out and us two are all alone. How do I explain to everyone why I can't have a boyfriend?

I still love you by Jason

Creation/Copyright by me

“A special day”

I don't care if you don't love me any more, I still love you more than anything. It is my life rank in these times that I can still feel this love - even if it's one sided. You have made me so happy and complete and even though I must let you go (with great regret) I love you like I've never loved before. I didn't even know I could do that.

I still picture you In the Sun

I don't think I love him anymore. At least not like I used to. But I don't remember the last time we kissed, and that makes me sad. And the last thing I remember saying to him was that we were never friends, and I've found out these last days it's not true. I miss the hidden friendship my ex and me had. And I wonder, but doubt, if we'll ever have that again...

I Stole money from my pregnant sister

When I was a teen I stole money from my pregnant sister... and she doesn't know it was me.  I feel guilty about it but I can never confess.  I was trying to fit into the wrong crowd and trying to please the wrong people.  I hate myself for it.

I Think I'd Like to Die by Kate

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Creation/Copyright by Edward Gorey

“(irony)”

When i saw this picture, i laughed. Inside, something inside of me was envious. To have the freedom, to have the passion, to have the conviction to be dead? To kill oneself? I wish that I could, but i am too connected. It's ironic, i have too many people that care about me. I have such functional friendships that it would destroy 20 people if i ended it. The only one i told was Tyler. He doesn't know that i was serious. I think it's time to start alienating people. I want to do this right.

I told him I lost our baby by jacinda

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But I had an abortion because he was abusive.. Then I left.

I Want to Die Because God Hates Me by Kohakucherub

My life has been shit. I thought I had it all together found the perfect man, but he relapsed ( went back onto drugs) five months after we got together. He was the perfect man and I felt like we were meant for each other. I have cousins who are younger than me who are married and in martial bliss with their wives. Here I am into my 30's with no one. I feel like God hates me as all my life I've suffered one way or another while my cousins have been blessed so much."Vincent", my boyfriend, made me feel so happy and secure, but NO! God had to take him from me! I give up and want to die.

I want to quit being weak

I'm trying not to be weak.
I'm trying not to cry.
I want to be strong.
I want to be happy.
I want to be self-sufficient.
I want to be rich.
I want to love myself unconditionally.

I want to forgive myself for my weaknesses. I want to forgive myself for thinking I'm weak and forgetting that I am strong and I deserve the absolute best. When the fuck did I forget this?

I want to forgive my parents for their flaws. They only knew what they learned, but in thinking that they were providing stability, they provided me with a hell that I can't get rid off. I don't abuse my children the way they did (mentally, verbally, borderline physically) and I have no problem getting help, like they couldn't. I won't stay in this situation like they did. Please give me the strength to get my situation better.

I want to forgive my dad for being an alcoholic. According to al-anon, children of alcoholics try to fix everything & stay in unhealthy relationships way too long. Thanks. i love you and I know you were far from perfect, but geez. that characteristic kinda sucks.

I want to forgive my mom for her awful mental health- and for teaching me to stay in unhealthy relationships. There was nothing I could do right. She was never diagnosed, but very obviously depressed & retreated to her room when she got home every afternoon. She didn't come out until it was time to fix supper. My house was a war zone. Everyone hated each other and there was no love and respect. It permeated every aspect of my life, and no matter how I try to change the only thing I know always comes back. She is a hateful and selfish woman who scarred her children. She has always selectively helped me with my kids. Just the kids, not me. When it comes to me....I can't really decide what her motive was. To teach me to be self-sufficient by never helping? Or to punish me by letting me know I never did it right. Idk she lives two doors down and I never say more than hello to her. I have no mother, and I'm tired of using that as a crutch. I've known all my life what it was like to not have a mother, but fuck it still hurts. I'm terrified I will be that to my daughter.

I want to forgive my bff for always convincing me to stay in my marriage. She admits it is b/c she believes children should be raised in a two parent home but ..She knows my husband verbally abuses me, is foolish and haphazard with our finances, amongst other things. An unhealthy relationship. Doesn't she think I deserve better? I don't think she does, b/c she can't admit when she is so much as possibly wrong. Breaking up is hard to do!

I don't want to be jealous of happy people who are living their lives happily & spontaneously. I want to know that I am happy and spontaneous, and that I have done my best to make the right choices. And on that note.......end this positively. I have been so emotional since yesterday. I am trying (or trying not to- I am my own worst enemy)

I guess what I'm saying is that breaking up IS hard to do. Unhealthy people, unhealthy attitudes sometimes feed off of each other. People get comfortable. I just need to keep saying my affirmations.........I just never seem to know, that this buildup of emotion.....is that me growing balls to get out of my undesirable situation? am I just affirming and praying to accept change fruitless? and is my weakness me just talking myself back into my marriage? into my bff? who's right here? I look to other people for justification that I am right, I look to other people for approval, look to other people to decide who I am? wtf? get back your power. But to do that I feel I must follow my heart. Until now...I feel like I've mostly followed my heart, but now my heart is telling me to leave my husband. It's been telling me that for years? no months........no. years.

So get off your ass and go do it. Stop letting "their" bullshit guide you. You know you can do it. You can do it by going out there and finishing the project(s) you started. No, you will start by putting a bra on. And then you will put your hair up & start moving. Amen. I can only trust that things will work out, my birth chart said for a fact I'd always be stinky rich. I am one gorgeous, talented mofo....wtf am I bitching about? Move out the way, my stepping stones.

I will burn in hell by espitzer

I have watched helplessly as my path in life has progressed from good to evil. I come from a good family, with a wholesome upbringing. We are religious, but not to a fault. Still, I was the type of kid that was deathly afraid of swearing in front of my parents. There were no obvious "triggers" growing up - no molestation or abuse, etc. There was one thing - porn. Plenty of magazines and movies, discovered at a very young age. But that is normal, isn't it?

I began masturbating early, and the fantasies progressed to the more and more deviant. Shy and late-blooming, I wasn't popular with girls, but in my mind I was fucking them by the dozen. I began "taking risks," masturbating in public, in elementary school. This was my other life. I'm not sure how it progressed, but around high school graduation, it became obvious that I had some obsessive-compulsive issues. I spent some time hospitalized dealing with my psychological disorder.

Afterwards, my compulsions cycled back through different things. I stole for a period of time. Not because I needed things but because I was compelled to steal. I got caught and punished. Then I moved on to alcohol, which lasted until I was put on heavy anxiety meds. This respite allowed me to finish college, get a great job, meet a woman, get married, and have wonderful kids. But it didn't last. Within a year I was heavily obsessing about women and sex. All women, regardless of appearance. I could not see a lady walk down the street without thinking about what the sex would be like. But in my marriage, the sex stopped completely - because of me. I don't know why. I progressed from strip clubs to massage parlors to finally prostitutes. Thus began the slippery slope. Now I can not stop. I look at my kids and despise myself. I look at my family and wonder how this happened. My wife is miserable in a sexless marriage, but I am helpless. "Just one more time", I keep telling myself.

I will burn in hell for this.

if only i was older by 14

its not my fault i dont like little boys my age. i think the law that u cant date anyone over 18 is fucking stupid. i understand that its wrong.. but the laws to strict. even if ur 17 and ur dating someone whos 18 they will still flipp a bitch and send the 18 year old to jail. thats just bull shit. my boyfriend is 18, and iv never loved anyone as much as him. its sad that i have to hide him from everyone. sometimes i get the urge to tell my mom im in love, but shed ask to many questions and hed get sent to jail in a heartbeat. i hate sitting here waiting for time to pass so we can live together. nothing sucks more than this.

I'm a Sexual Deviant - Treat Me Like an Animal

Nothing in the world seems more natural or erotic to me than peeing outside like an animal. Im afraid im a huge pervert, but i long for my husband to order me to pee on our brand new carpet. I am a sexual taboo. I fantasize about every dirty thing you can imagine; S&M, bondage, rape, being furniture, being a pony, being a plate, being called names. NO ONE KNOWS-

I'm a beautiful 20 year old, quiet conservative girl and no one has any idea that i long to be lead around naked on a leash and treated like an animal.
maybe you know me.

I'm Confused...

“just being able to at least talk to you would set things right...”

You said you were going to bed, but went to the site anyways. When I asked you about it, you cried and said you didn't want to lose me. We've barely chatted since. Sure, you paid my rent, we had a 6 hour sex session, and you have been sick lately, but have you been that sick as to be unable to email me that you're that sick? Then why send me an mp3 in an email and nothing else in the last two days?

I'm really not trying to be weird...but we both fell in love, if I'm to believe you...and now it seems like you're not here anymore. If I'm overreacting, just being able to at least talk to you would set things right. You don't know how insecure I am right now, and how badly I need your love. Don't you remember when you needed me like this?

I'm the worst person you could ever meet

I'm such a bad person. On the surface I seem really nice and sweet but it's not really the truth. I lie and I cheat and I steel. I get drunk and I do terrible things. I once kissed a married, father of two, whom I worked with. I slept with and ex boyfriends brother to hurt him. I act on impulse and ruin anything good in my life. I feel numb inside and seem to do anything just to feel loved. Then I feel worse in the morning. I'm a waste and fake, and a stupid girl. I dont think I deserve love.

It started when both of us almost died...

I am very happily married. I love my husband very much. I would never in a million years do anything to hurt my husband. There is a problem- I have fallen in love with someone else, my husband's brother. I don't want to be in love with him. I am quite sure the his brother feels the same way about me. I feel utterly disgusted with myself.

It's a myth by gugu

I feel very alone. I wish I had more friends. I wish my parents financial problems would dissapear. I wish my step-dad wasn't an alcoholic. Everyday i contemplate about suicide but I don't have the balls to take the gun from under my parents bed and pull the trigger.  Some day's I feel positive about life and that maybe theirs a chance that all these things i want just might come true and set me free from this cage im trapped in.. but this is deffinantly not one of those moments. I hate being ugly.. having a big nose. I hate people making fun of it. I always try to imagine i'm someone else.  I try to make friends at school but no one seems to really want to talk to me, god i wish they would give me a chance. I hope when i wake up tommorrow i'll have a good day, i hope i'll make a new friend maybe, or the girl i like might actually glance at me and give me a cute smile. I wish I could be more than average.. below average. I am scum and everyone else is better than me. I'm fucking pathetic. I need to get a life but i can't.  I don't think i'll ever be the person i want to be. I even think of killing some of my fellow classmates sometimes. I just wish for happiness, someone who cares, a friend.

It's Better To Have Loved And Lied, Than Never To Have Loved At All by Brittney

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Creation/Copyright by Nursemesa

I love her. I doesn't matter that we're both female. I don't see gender, and I don't feel bad that she has a boyfriend. He's just a cover-up to keep our relationship a secret from her extremely religeous mother. I don't care that the truth would kill him.

Mama, I'm lying to you when I tell you that I like certain guys my age. You always mention how much homosexuality disgusts you. It hurts me so much, but I just turn the other cheek and take it because I know it would hurt you to know that you're only child is a fag. I'm sorry.

I know how much you dislike difference in age too, Mama. She and I are 3 years apart. I know you don't like any more than 2.

I'm sorry that the way I've turned out goes against every moral you've ever tried to instill in me.

On second thought- no, I'm not.

Justin by Lustin

“Office Lust”

Lonely

I cheated on my boyfriend of five years with one of his best friends.  I disgust myself. Then the guy I cheated with let the secret slip so now everyone important to me knows. EVERYONE knows. I feel like I have no real friends anymore because of it...My boyfriend can't trust me and I'm not sure I even love him anymore, I feel trapped. I don't have any girls to talk to about it. I think all of my "friends" only think I'm a whore when I'm with them. I don't think I have any true friends anymore. I'm so lonely. People say I'm pretty but I look in the mirror and see ugly. I'm never satisfied with myself. I want to runaway and start over sometimes.

Mother beat my 'POOR' Father to the Grave

My mother used to abuse my father when my sister and I were kids. He was shy and just took it. My mother's family had all the money. I had to kiss-up to her because she paid my college bills. My dad, who was the only nice person in the house went to the grave without me ever standing up for him. I should have been a real woman and stood up for him, but I was just a girl.

No Breakup Blues by Selfish Bitch

Really Love to Masturbate Myself in Public by S.

I am a lesbian of 23, and I really love to masturbate myself in public. I also like to imagine people naked or in action...

Running away

Stuck between loyalty and passion by Mom

The Battle Between Infinity by Anonymous

“Theres No Greater Beauty, Then Serenity”

Im Waiting For The Day I Finally Believe Im Beautiful.

The sorcerer's apprentice (or) A magical love affair by chaaya

My truest friend and I apprenticed under a tarot reader.  Our teacher instantly fell in love with my friend.  I fell in love with my teacher.  I tried to push them together, but could not after my friend admitted his affection for me.I forced myself to love my fellow apprentice because it was as close as I could get to my teacher's love...
Now, the other apprentice is away and I spend most days around my teacher.  Every time I see him, every time i fall into his eyes, I think to myself:
if only I was a boy,
if only I was a boy,
then maybe he would want me instead...

Never have I seen a person so beautiful as he...

Tonight - Seduced by a Stranger by C

“I just can't stand having sex with people I love...”

Only hours ago I had sex with a man that I'm not dating. I'm suppose to be moving in with my boyfriend soon. I just can't stand having sex with people I love. It has to be dirty and wrong. And when this other man twisted my hands above me and threw me on his bed, I let him take me right there.

Tossing Brussel Spouts Made me Horny by Toss it Girl

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“Horny Little Sprouts”

'Unplanned' Sister - Wish She Wasn't Born by Dulcie

My mother once told me that my parents only had my younger sister becuase my mother's best friend died from cancer a few weeks after giving birth and (I guess) they wanted her son to have a friend the same age to grow up with. Ironically, my sister and the dead friend's son do not get on and she finds him really annoying, so we only see them once or twice a year. That worked out well, didn't it? Also I sometimes wish that the best friend hadn't died, so my parents wouln't've had my younger sister and it would've just been me and my brother. I am a really horrible person at times. Would my sister forgive me if I brought up that she was an 'unplanned child' in an argument? Doubt it.

Victims of Circumstance by Anonymous

When everyone thought I was out on a date with my best friend who wants to be more, I was actually hanging out with my roommate's brand new ex-girlfriend. I know it's against the code, but I really like her, and I don't know what to do about it. We never really talked while they were dating, but afterward we spoke once or twice and now I feel like I have to talk to her. She's sort of addictive. She's really smart and I can have intelligent, entertaining conversations with her at a moment's notice. The whole situation is killing me though, because she doesn't want to hurt anyone, and I know I have to be loyal to my friend. Then I also have to make sure I don't trash the relationship I have with my best friend. I hate this.

What I want What I need by J

“yoko matsugane”

I am married to the most incredible woman. She is wonderful in every way. My problem is I am obsessed with Japanese girls. I want to travel to Japan to see them first hand. I want to be around them, talk to them, have sex with them. I am obsessive compulsive and I know that at some point I will have saved the money to go there and will fufill my desires. I'm crazed.