mys·te·ri·ous

1. Of, relating to, or being a mystery 2. Simultaneously arousing wonder and inquisitiveness, and eluding explanation or comprehension

[mreyus]

I hate this

I think we're going to break up soon. The worst part is that I know when it happens, we won't be friends or see each other ever again. It hurts so much because the past 6 months have been the happiest and saddest I've had in a long time. I've been the best me and the worst me and you saw it all. What do you do when the person you tell everything is gone?

I hope I'm wrong and you still love me as much as I love you.

[mreyus]

правда

Sometimes I wonder about how I'm handling my current relationship. Am I being too pushy, too distant, does he still like me? I've never had to feel this way about anyone before. This is the first guy I've genuinely felt something for, and I'm scared I'm too fucked up to keep it all together for the both of us.

My insecurities push me to some really dark places sometimes and dealing with it is hard. Even the best times of my day with him get mixed up in my head with confusion and distorted in the most perverse ways. I hate it.

[mreyus]

Weekends are for pumpkin carving parties and lots of wine

[mreyus]

Pumpkin Spice Pumpkin Pies

These little gems of flaky, buttery pie crust filled with warm, custardy pumpkin and spices are delicious, and yet so damn not worth making. Fuck! If I can go my entire life without making pie crust again, I’ll be fine. I’ll enjoy my tasty mini pies in regret now.

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I have dumb dreams

For whatever reason I'm visiting my parents' house with my manfriend. The drive from my apartment to their place is about four hours long so we are understandably dirty.

We decide to take a shower. It doesn't get sexy unfortunately but I start to shower as he waits for me to finish, naked and sitting on the toilet seat.

My mother bursts through the bathroom door with wide eyes and a look of wondering - "Who is the naked white person sitting on my toilet?!" I didn't know how to react so I shout from behind the shower curtain,

"No, it's okay! I'm sleeping with him!" To which my manfriend adds,

"Yeah! I fuck your son!"

[mreyus]

Happy is Hard

I'm so unsure of myself. I'm finding myself confused, alone, and apathetic to everything around me. It's sadness and awareness of that sadness that makes it worse. I want to laugh, I want to smile, but I can't bring myself to do it sincerely. Even if I go through the motions, I know in my heart that it is not how I feel. I'm trying to recall what used to make me happy, but the thought only makes me realize the absence of the one thing that has made me so happy about my life recently. I'm weak and selfish. I feel undesired and that I have nothing to offer the ones I love and who love me.

Feeling this way can't be normal.

[mreyus]

LOLOLOLOL SPIDER!

Arachnologists, what the fuck is this spider? Austin, Texas

[mreyus]

lolmygawd

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This is what happens when I try to draw a hamburger but accidentally draw the tomato beneath the beef

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I'm feeling super lonely, and I just want someone to hold me.

[mreyus]

Grindr Virginity

I just popped my Grindr cherry and I'll say that it was pretty awesome. I have never met up with a guy on Grindr so this was definitely a first for me. Furthermore, I hadn't had any sexual interaction with another male in years. Long story after the break.

I got a message from a guy who had graduated a few years earlier and the conversation became pretty run of the mill. He asked for an unobstructed picture of my face, and while I could have said "no," I decided that I didn't really have much to lose.The picture was sloppy to say the least and not sexy in my opinion so I didn't see the harm in sharing it. He was immediately impressed that I didn't have a "perfect" picture of myself and even threw some compliments about my body my way. I was shocked and flattered to say the least. I asked for a pic to keep it fair and he obliged without complaint. He was quick to self-deprecate but I assured him that he was quite attractive.

We talked on Grindr for about an hour before he asked if I would like to just call him. I thought that I had come quite far and there wasn't much of a difference in continuing. What I thought would be a random Grindr chat turned into a four hour phone call where we talked about our interests, and at this point, it was so smooth and natural that I can't even remember what we talked about. We had quite a bit in common including video game preferences which I found really exciting. He told me a few times that it was a bit frustrating that I would have to leave the next day and that we couldn't meet, and at first I agreed with the notion. There probably wouldn't be much time to meet up, but around six in the morning the conversation shifted and it seemed like he wanted to let me get some sleep. At this point I was determined to meet him and not let an opportunity to meet a really great guy escape me, so asked if he wanted to eat breakfast together. To my delight, he agreed

He picked me up in front of my house and our conversation continued over really crappy food.I had decided that I was interested in this guy so I tried to be discreet and play a little footsie under the table. He wasn't responsive so I thought that it probably wasn't going well. We listened to each other talk for another two hours before we left and eventually pulled up in front of my house.

I tried my best to express some interest by unbuckling my seat belt and leaning closer. I touched his hands during conversation and at one point we were running our hands through each others' hair to compare textures. After expressing that I thought the idea of meeting up and never seeing each other again seemed lame considering the things we had in common. After more small talk he finally blurted out "were you trying to play footsie with me?" I tried my best to play it off by replying "Yeah, maybe" and he responded by saying he was unsure so at the table he chose to ignore it. Not long after, he tried putting his head on my shoulder but quickly removed it because it was uncomfortable to him. I told him to put it back but he seemed reluctant. I decided to be forward and lean over and rest my head on his shoulder. I asked if my head was too heavy and he asked if his shoulders were too bony, but we both agreed that there were no problems. He began to rub my shoulders and I exclaimed that he was amazing and needed to become a masseuse.

I think I let my loneliness from the past four years get the better of me and I tried to lean in closer and see if I could proposition a kiss. We locked eyes a few times and would ask, "what?" to which I would reply "nothing." I think he knew what I wanted but we instead changed conversations frequently. We had gotten more comfortable in his car for the past thirty minutes, now with his arm around me and myself hugging his chest with my face in his shoulder. I lost my inhibitions and leaned up to kiss his neck mid-sentence. He seemed caught off guard because his sentence was something like, "And then we-what are you *gasp*-did this other thing." I asked if he had noticed how much I was craving attention and he replied with a sly "yes." I wanted to carry on but he kept saying how awkward it would be to explain why I was in a car with a strange male if my church-going parents left the house. I told him to pull up around the block and I continued what I had started by kissing his neck. We decided that the distance to cross over his emergency brake and cup holders was too far, so we cleared out his back seat.

I drew close and kissed his neck, ear and cheek. After a bit of nudging with his face, he turned his face and our mouths locked. I had initiated a passionate kiss, light at first, but quickly progressing to open mouthed and tongue interaction. We explored each others' mouths with our tongues, sucked and nibbled on each others lips, and completed each set with small and quick pecks. He pulled my arm and positioned me so that I straddled his waist. We continued to kiss and chat for another hour, changing positions with him or myself on top. I'll admit that I hadn't had this sort of contact in a long time so I was easily excited. He took notice and took the opportunity to tell me " you are a horny little boy, aren't you," "you're really hard aren't you" or "you haven't had sex in a while, huh?." I admitted to my desire we began to dry hump in several positions as we kissed. Our hands explored each others' bodies and even though we both had insecurities about our bodies, it seemed like the other didn't care. His hands wandered over my back, cupped my ass and squeezed as he massaged my body. At one point, he tapped my ass and I laughed a bit. We talked about role play, our favorite positions, and what we liked from our ex's. I found out he was ticklish and I had to fight him a bit to continue. We switched to a position with myself straddling his waist, back to the window, and his legs wrapping around my body. We got into a rhythm and he exclaimed "you might be a better bottom than me." After a quick change in position, he was now on top, hands on my pants covered dick. He began to rub and I asked, "Oh so you want me to cum in my pants, huh?" He responded by saying "I'd actually like to see you cum but we can't really do that here." What was once exciting about hooking up in the back of a car became a pain in the ass because we couldn't go much further. He continued to rub my dick as I ground my ass on his dick. I definitely felt close but I realized that it wasn't going to happen with that sort of friction.

We went back to just kissing and laying on one another and after I while I realized that it was nearly noon and I had to get home for a family lunch. I kissed him a bit more and began to walk back home when he said, "I'm not that cold-hearted, I can drop you off." I got back in the car and we pulled up to my parent's driveway. I began to exit his car, but with my feet half way out, I decided to turn around for one last kiss. We bid our farewells and agreed to visit if possible. I had been interacting with this guy for ten hours and I felt great doing it despite now being sweaty, smelly, sexually wound up and needing to pee.

He texted me later saying he added me to his buddy list in a game that we both played and a message reading:

"Btw i do like you."

[mreyus]

Cougar Pride

A self-proclaimed cougar stopped me in the street to take a picture with me and my shirt. Said cougar then proceeded to kiss my face. Now, if only I could get propositioned by hot guy….

[mreyus]

One of these assholes asked if I was part of ” the help”

[risingtensions]

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marcelene?

[mreyus]

Ruth Bader Ginsburg is like, "y'all mothafuckas ain't got shit on my 17th century French jabot realness"

[mreyus]

Crown Royal and Guinness?

Is using a Canadian whiskey for my boilermaker on St. Patrick's day blasphemy?

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