so that's what she did. broke my widdle heart, it did. was a major contributing factor to the series of events that led to my years of high school being pretty much a drug-soaked orgy of violence and bisexual sex
That sounds like the worst pitch for a Mad Max sequel ever.
No one would would take the guy's side if it was a 26 year old guy fucking a 13 year old girl.
But a 26 year old woman fucking a 13 year old boy? h5's all around.
for the kid, sure
but if some 26-year-old woman told us a story about her current sexual relationship with a 13-year-old the entire forum would shun the hell out of her
and that's a funny thing to i see different reactions to this story from different people
most guys, for example, are like dude you fucked a chick twice your age at 13 highest five dude rock on
or as south park put it
Nice
most women if i tell them this story they are like you realize this makes you a sexual abuse victim. that woman wasn't your girlfriend she was your molestor.
naw
at no point have i ever considered that chain of events abusive
the only really terrible part was how it ended, and the road that led me down
but that had nothing to do with age
she could've been some 13 year old chick from my class who's hymen i ruptured or something
ending like it did in the time it did would've had a similar effect
There's a German asshole in our apartment complex. Every time he sees me, he calls me "Harry Potter." I want to make fun of him, but I feel like it'd be too easy to go overboard. I mean, he's German. I don't even have to try to come up with something to make fun of him about. Then again, another part of me wants to say, "Hey, that's funny-- so how many Jews did your grandpa murder? Or was it just Catholics and cripples?"
I know Germans don't deserve to be blaimed or made fun of for what their predecessors have done, but then again, those who live in German house's shouldn't throw stones.
I don't even mean things like not going out with one girl because I was already in a relationship with another, no, it is shit like not calling a girl that gives me her phone number because I'm a chickenshit in a bad teen movie.
i just waved and smiled, like you would do to an old friend
oh my god she turned so pale
i thought she was going to have a heart-attack
keep in mind this chick's in her mid-30's now.
she walked up to me after her order was done and awkwardly said hello, i asked how she was doing and stuff. made small talk. i could tell she wanted to talk to me badly and probably get some things out, and me being the sort of fellow i am i suggested we go for coffee at the same shop we went to years ago, after my shift was done. she agreed.
we had a good long talk, her and i. she's married now, has a daughter. apparently after that whole situation with me she went into some fierce depression and eventually started going to therapy, and that helped. didn't date for years, until she finally met this guy at her volleyball club. she ended up marrying him. he doesn't know about me or what her and i had together.
it was a nice thing. she got a lot of closure. she still carried a lot of guilt about what happened and still considered herself fucked up for doing it. apparently her first therapist tried really hard to convince her she was a pedophile, and she always rejected that, but it still lingered in her mind. so, being able to talk to her and know even now, as an adult, i don't consider her my abuser and i'm never going to come after her about it gave her a lot of peace. that's a pretty nice feeling, really, and sort of the happiest ending i can spin on this tale
I don't even mean things like not going out with one girl because I was already in a relationship with another, no, it is shit like not calling a girl that gives me her phone number because I'm a chickenshit in a bad teen movie.
looking back mine are always like
"you know,thinking about it, that girl was flirting with me,"
and I was being too dense at the time to capitalize on the matter
I don't even mean things like not going out with one girl because I was already in a relationship with another, no, it is shit like not calling a girl that gives me her phone number because I'm a chickenshit in a bad teen movie.
please do i feel weird being all grandpa simpson and forumers are like "pony's talking!" and they all scoonch forward cross-legged resting their chins on their hands
please do i feel weird being all grandpa simpson and forumers are like "pony's talking!" and they all scoonch forward cross-legged resting their chins on their hands
Haha I don't think I will actually tell the story because it would be lame to anyone who is not me I think.
please do i feel weird being all grandpa simpson and forumers are like "pony's talking!" and they all scoonch forward cross-legged resting their chins on their hands
Haha I don't think I will actually tell the story because it would be lame to anyone who is not me I think.
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but would you have turned down the chance to send your hot dog off the conveyor belt if you had it to do over again
I bet not
Yay!
h5!
I met a girl at a concert last night and there was no making out but we're going to hang out/date and I can't wait
but if some 26-year-old woman told us a story about her current sexual relationship with a 13-year-old the entire forum would shun the hell out of her
one of the things i have come to understand about the life i have led
is that the major events of my life, especially the heartbreaking or unfortunate ones like this
shaped me into the man i am today
and i like who i am nowdays
so, to go back and try to fuck with that is like playing with the most unforgiving jenga set ever
i gotta accept that bad things happened to me and i did bad things
because without that, i wouldn't be as i am
red
is there something you want to tell us?
you guys need to stop being entertaining so I can go to sleep
and that's a funny thing to i see different reactions to this story from different people
most guys, for example, are like dude you fucked a chick twice your age at 13 highest five dude rock on
or as south park put it
Nice
most women if i tell them this story they are like you realize this makes you a sexual abuse victim. that woman wasn't your girlfriend she was your molestor.
naw
at no point have i ever considered that chain of events abusive
the only really terrible part was how it ended, and the road that led me down
but that had nothing to do with age
she could've been some 13 year old chick from my class who's hymen i ruptured or something
ending like it did in the time it did would've had a similar effect
same here buddy
I think we can all say that.
Also, my friend Acid hasn't called me back, I wonder where he is, he musta been using a pay phone to call me.
I hope he didn't get jumped or something Toledo is not a nice city at night, especially that part of town.
what
were the opportunities never even there in the first place or what
there were opportunities, and i took them.
I know Germans don't deserve to be blaimed or made fun of for what their predecessors have done, but then again, those who live in German house's shouldn't throw stones.
she came through my work buying groceries
i recognized her
she didn't recognize me
i just waved and smiled, like you would do to an old friend
oh my god she turned so pale
i thought she was going to have a heart-attack
keep in mind this chick's in her mid-30's now.
she walked up to me after her order was done and awkwardly said hello, i asked how she was doing and stuff. made small talk. i could tell she wanted to talk to me badly and probably get some things out, and me being the sort of fellow i am i suggested we go for coffee at the same shop we went to years ago, after my shift was done. she agreed.
we had a good long talk, her and i. she's married now, has a daughter. apparently after that whole situation with me she went into some fierce depression and eventually started going to therapy, and that helped. didn't date for years, until she finally met this guy at her volleyball club. she ended up marrying him. he doesn't know about me or what her and i had together.
it was a nice thing. she got a lot of closure. she still carried a lot of guilt about what happened and still considered herself fucked up for doing it. apparently her first therapist tried really hard to convince her she was a pedophile, and she always rejected that, but it still lingered in her mind. so, being able to talk to her and know even now, as an adult, i don't consider her my abuser and i'm never going to come after her about it gave her a lot of peace. that's a pretty nice feeling, really, and sort of the happiest ending i can spin on this tale
I noticed, I've always just been to shy to act.
Luckily I can you know. Go up and talk to girls when I go out now.
no sir
math wouldn't work out
also you know
practically sterile hey hey
looking back mine are always like
"you know,thinking about it, that girl was flirting with me,"
and I was being too dense at the time to capitalize on the matter
I want to hit myself sometimes
please do i feel weird being all grandpa simpson and forumers are like "pony's talking!" and they all scoonch forward cross-legged resting their chins on their hands
Man, that is like fifty times worse than my old obsession with that one chick. Man I feel stupid.
hey good story thx :^:
that sucks that she felt so bad about it afterward
Is it a story that ends in crying? Because really, I don't want to see anyone else happy, ever.
No, I'm just kidding, please be telling your story of happiness.
Haha I don't think I will actually tell the story because it would be lame to anyone who is not me I think.
it is depressing in parts but has an uplifting ending about how people grow and change and touch each other's lives
uriel don't watch children of men
seriously dude you will cry for days and days
that has never stopped me