Can I just say, and I'm just being honest...

[Edwardo Piet]

CIJS

Shit.

I hope strong. But shit.

ETA: I'm okay though Just hoping about something.

[Edwardo Piet]

CIJSAIJBH:

I will not fuck up.

[Whateverist]

I'd like to say, and I'm just being completely honest here. You fucking perverts spend too much time in Area 69. I dropped one little comment in there a couple days ago. Just read several pages trying to catch up - and I still have almost 20 pages to go. WTF? I'm thinking of turning the god damned hose on you all.

[Losty]

Can I just say, some of us have needs ok. Don't judge me

[Expired]

Can I just say, some of us have needs ok. Don't judge me

10 out of 10 IMO.

[Edwardo Piet]

Orgasms are nice. I can say that because it's not explicit

[Esquilax]

Can I just say...

You can't ask a guy to tear himself open for you one day, and then not be there when the pain of that catches up to him. You asked me to tell you these things and now... what? You're mad at me for it? You "need space," after making me track through all my painful moments in the name of honesty- so much trust building, you need, yet it never seems to actually inculcate trust in you- you just pull me open and then walk away?

Not even an "I'm ok." So not only do I have to deal with parts of myself that you knew I didn't want to talk about, yet I did because you wanted me to and I love you, I also have to sit and stew in that battered psyche and wonder: is she ok? Is she dying? Did something happen? Would the hospital call me if it did?

I don't even know what, specifically, your emotional state is, and what in that torrent you pulled out of me put you there. You're all about communication, right up until it involves telling me basic details you'd prefer to stew over, I guess.

"Don't be selfish, Ryan. Don't make this about you," my mind crows. But for once, fuck that.

How could you do that to me?

[thesummerqueen]

Can I just say, some of us have needs ok. Don't judge me

I have a lot of needs daily.

[Edwardo Piet]

I can't sleep because of male needs and soon it's my morning time anyways.

[Joods]

CIJS

I'm tired of not being good enough.
I'm tired of watching people in their little cliques' act as if they are all that and a bag of fucking chips.
I'm tired of always being last on people's list of people they "may" care about.
I'm tired of being an afterthought.
I'm tired of being the one that gets hurt while bad people get away with committing that hurt.
I'm tired of being over looked.
And I'm tired of double standards.

Just take me out in the woods and leave me there because at least the trees might give a shit about me actually being a real person. You know, the kind with feelings. And at least the trees can't say ignorant things about me behind my back and can't make me feel like a failure.