.. I usually try to find a room nobody is in..... and then let go.... but if im in the grocery store; I go to the pet food aisle.... it's usually slow in that aisle... and if somebody walks by after I let go..... they just assume that it's .. the pet food that smells so bad...


.ohhhh..... that's not what the topic is about.. is it..?.. ...
I feel so embarrassed right now..

I been smashing a hot cougars ***** for 6 months now.

she married to a multi millionaire russian *** hole

he finally found out so we taking a break from affair.

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Honestly if your not happy in a marriage you should get a divorce.

She is staying together for the sake of her child and finacial well being obviously

I really truely love her and i hope she leaves him for me soon.

Tho at the same time she has told me to move on and after a few months i am able to finally open up and meet some other wonderful people out there.

I don't know what's going to happen but as soon as i find the right woman i know ill be happy forever

I once dated a guy who dressed quite smartly, but hey, if only you could see the way he went on with women. I guess he was wearing smart clothes, to make up for his lack of sincerity. He always made out to me that he "loves" younger women. That started to send out red flag for me. "Women", not "woman". I almost took it as a compliment, but then I realized he meant me and EVERY OTHER younger lady. He can carry on pretending he's Frank Sinatra all he likes, but he certainly hasn't won me for life. Makes me wonder whether he's just laughing to himself about conning me. Truth is, I was every bit intelligent as he was. And deep down, I knew I was just a temporary fix for him. He was too into himself to make me think he loved me. It was uncomfortable living with him. It meant having to be around him, when we had afternoon tea or coffee, and at mealtimes. When you live in a residential home, you're sort of stuck with each other. As the care staff, like you to join the rest of the residents/tenants where applicable. It made me feel like I had to force conversations with him. Rather than act on how I really felt about him. I used to have to put on a fake smile, and pretend that I was accepting of him. I felt like I was lying to myself, and him, every time we all sat in the lounge.