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Joe
Nope. It won’t happen. The first two party’s realize this. So, why can’t you? If I had been like this to you and kim, what do you think would’ve happened? Would you take the man you replaced me with, or keep the original? If I had told you that I couldn’t live with seeing you with someone else? If I had threatened my life? If I had said that, when you choose him instead of me, you force me to leave? Would you have kept me, or would you throw your once favorite toy over the edge? Because thats what I feel like sometimes, just a toy for you to play with. Would you have still kept him, or would you keep me in your life, and force him to the sidelines like you did to me? And would you then have lied to me, like you did to him, about being completely devoted? I’m not writing all this to try to make you choose me or him. I’m doing it because this is how this conflict between us seems to me. If the choices were the opposite. Would you have kept him the way you did me? The connections we made, the relationship we had in the summer, all of that kept me around, kept you caring about me. Just as I still love you, I don’t know if you still love me, but you sure as hell care. I want to show you the care that I have. But if I tried, I’m sure I wouldn’t get the chance. And I won’t try to find a reason you should leave him. But I want you to realize, everything that went on with me and her? It’s done. As likely to be revisited as me and lindsey. It won’t happen, it’s over, and it’s done. It’s the past, that’s where it’ll stay. Nothing will change that, no matter what.
As head of brony council, I am pleased to announce that I am, once again, in my element. My loyalty this past week has been perfect, never once doubting my friends, my love, or myself. I am more pleased to at the very least believe, that my love has welcomed me back as her love as well, for I have earned kissing her again. And, on a final note, I almost made love to my love tonight. I blame that on the fact that I was about to jack off before I went to her, but that won’t happen again. After this next session with myself, I will not again. I will not fail her in that way again, and I most certainly will not leave her again. Thank you babe, for accepting me back, and for allowing me to love you again. Next time, I’ll show it to you, just how good you could feel with me inside. And before or after that, I’ll replace the man who currently has the power to call you his. For after tonight, I truly believe, that you will be mine. And once your mine, you’ll be mine forever.
I know. I know why I feel bad, feel like shit, when I look at you two. Even after I did that. Because I love you, but you’ve made me suffer seeing him for almost six months. I understand how hurt you are, because I’m that hurt everyday. Its why I feel like you giving me shit for what I did, is so outrageous. You didn’t have to see it. You didn’t even know it was going on. Guess what? I have. Next wednesday, it’ll be six months that I’ve seen that. Past week one of you giving me hell for what I’ve done. Next week, and the week after that. Please, please, let that be the most I have to suffer. I fear I might end up dead if it’s gonna be four
I wanna thank the random person on omegle from a few minutes ago. You may have saved my life, and you diffinently made me happier. On a site populated by assholes, your an amazing person. Thank you.
So, in a weekend, I went from fine, to screwed, to ok, to screwed, to reverse situation, and to screwed without comfort. On the bright side, if the woman I love decides to leave her current asshole, I will be allowed to date her this time. All permissions and everything. On the downside, I feel like I used on of my closest friends as a sex slave for a bit, and hate that I ended up using someone like that. It’s beneath me, and I’m sickened knowing I did such a thing. I’m not that kind of person, I would never try to do that. And knowing I did just makes this weekend so much worse. …….Maybe I’ll die in my sleep.. That’d be nice, let everyone else continue peacefully. I know I won’t, but its a nice thought to think I wouldn’t be bothering anyone else again. Or using someone else who I care about. Or hurting anyone that much again. -sigh- Thanks world. Thanks god(s). Thank you universe, for telling me that I, as another guy, am an asshole like the rest of them. Thanks alot.
Why’s it feel so wrong, reaching for something more? Arguments, debates, it all sucks. You say one thing, you remember other things. You end up winning, and feeling great, or losing, and feeling like you lost so bad you should kill yourself. If you try to say other things came back up, your an asshole. Maybe….. Maybe I should just stop with her. Keep to a sure thing. But then, I’d have artificial feelings. I wouldn’t love her, and I’d be denying my love for another. I feel bad everytime. Because I think I’ve gotten over the first and want the second, but then I talk to the first again, and see how attached I am. How much I miss. Those differences are what drive me closer to her, even though I know I’ll lose. Even though I know she’ll win, I’ll say what I’m thinking, and she’ll get pissed. Part of its picking up the pieces, and apologizing for what I did….. How much is real? That is the question. But then again, I know you don’t expect an easy answer. So why do I try and simplify? Why do I try and get her to see it?……. Why is every post I make almost always riddled with questions?
When the only person who can help you is your gay best friend, who may have a crush on you, and dated the girl your considering going out with now, can you still trust what he might tell you? Can you expect him to be unbiased? Can you expect him to tell you to be with her no matter what? Will he help with anything? I NEED HELP!!!!!!!
Guys, help me. My status as RD…. I don’t think I can keep it. I feel like…like…. I don’t even know. I’m not as loyal as I once thought. Not if I can think about being with her, while I help the other cheat. Not like this. My element….. my element is gone……… The brony council. It’s compromised. Not like this. Not like this. I think I should no longer have a say in what it does. Above all else…. Love and Tolerate my friends… Love… and Tolerate……
If I had anyone following me at all, I couldn’t post most of what I do. Like now, about how weird it is that my best friend sent me the words, “love you, sorry”. I’m not sure what to answer there, how to react, if I should enjoy seeing it or not, etc… Seriously, I can’t tell if i should be happy, or weirded out. This whole week has been like this. She wants to be with me, and I kinda think I want her too. But, I also want my other best friend, who’s been cheating on her boyfriend for me for months, and I have no idea how to quit that if I enter a relationship. Do I tell her? Do I continue it and have both of us cheating now? Worse, then I’ll have to get over my issues with her asshole boyfriend, and the two girls I want have a class together. Which is bad, cause my friend I haven’t been fucking, is most likely gonna blow me before that class. The life of a teenager is fucked up in this day and age. But, again, I’m so glad I don’t have followers. It allows me to vent all this. If I’m wrong, and I do have followers, even just one, send me a message or something so I know not to do this anymore. makes it weird is all
