Every day, I come home from work tired. She meets me at the door, sometimes hugs me. I cook for her, buy her treats, and give her time. But as soon as I lie down, she immediately climbs up to me. Sometimes I don't understand what she wants. She can wake up at night and walk around the apartment until the morning. We have been together for almost 9 years and I hope to be with her as long as possible. She calmly lets me go fishing with friends, and in the evening she meets me without reproaches and scandals.

My sweetheart and I have been together for five years now. When she said a few years ago that she was ready for the first time in an intimate way, she asked me to do it while she was out, because she was very afraid of pain. I didn't want to at first, but she said she was very afraid, so I agreed. Situation: she's fast asleep after sleeping pills, and then the key turns in the lock, and suddenly her parents come in, see me naked and their daughter unconscious. The first acquaintance took place, damn it!

My boyfriend can sometimes drink from my glass if he gets another one, and that annoys me. And one day I told him, they say, it's unhygienic, suddenly he'll think about it and won't take any more. And he said, «Honey, I stuck my finger up your ass yesterday and then licked it. What can we talk about at all?» He finished my water with a straight face.

5 years ago, when I was preparing for an external test after 11th grade, my alcoholic neighbors were always noisy. Phrases like «give me my schmalz!!!» were often heard from behind the wall. And «what are you doing? You should have been afraid when we were demolishing the huts!!!» This fucking started at 11 a.m. and ended around five in the morning. Naturally, I couldn't sleep all this time. As a result of a week's lack of sleep, I wrote tests worse than I expected. There was a huge grudge against the neighbors. Before my admission to the military university, I lay and listened to a neighbor fucking a neighbor just behind my wall. Feeling no pity for these degenerates, I lay and listened to her screams and the sounds of banging on the walls. It turned out he was killing her.

Her underground, him in jail. Serves them right.

I graduated this year and my position has a good salary. Now I'm lying here thinking, can I buy out this empty apartment, tear down the wall and live in a 4-room apartment?

My husband had problems with alcohol, and after a long struggle with this problem, he decided to code. Now he doesn't drink. I wish I could live and enjoy it, BUT now we don't have sex. He doesn't have the slightest desire, either mentally or physically; he even lost his morning erection. We live like brother and sister. I am very sad.

My wife doesn't want me and expresses it very harshly.: «I'm not going to suck a dick for 20 minutes so that you poke me with it for 30 seconds.» I've been having problems with potency for the last few years, but what am I going to do? Finger caresses are not interesting to her, cunnilingus always causes some kind of inflammation (in her words), and with toys my participation in the process is very mediocre, and she copes better. She suggests taking pills, but I have concerns that nothing will work out without them later. What the fuck is necessary? We've been together for almost 10 years, at the beginning of our relationship we didn't get out of bed, and now: «No boner, no sex.»

When I was young, I often fapped. I was watching a movie on TV late one night, and my mom went to bed. I thought she was asleep, and I let my hands run wild. Then my mom calls me and asks who is moaning there (and I did it all silently, probably). I said I was laughing like that. And then, to confirm her words, I began to laugh, moaning. I have never seen such a reproach in the eyes of a cat.

My boyfriend is unrealistically dragged when I caress my own breasts with my mouth (fortunately, the size allows). I like it myself, of course, but sometimes that's what our whole foreplay consists of. I do, he looks and faps, and then sex. Somehow the effect is not very good, I'll tell you. I hinted and said bluntly that I didn't mind, but I would like him to participate in the process himself. But that's exactly what he wants, he gets pleasure from it, you see. :(

I'm married for the second time, and the second time I'm fucking wrong in my choice (( well, how come fucking people fuck you wherever they can at the beginning of a relationship, and a year later it turns out he can't do more than 5 minutes, you see, he doesn't need sex at all, but what the fuck should a woman do in such a situation???? If you got her used to it first, and then it turns out you just wanted to make an impression. I never cheated, but now I just dream of finding a good lover, the universe is sending you a request))))!

I went into the hospital bathroom and saw a woman washing her ass in the sink. You can't disentangle what you've seen.

I graduated from the university last year. There was a guy in our group who studied well, mostly closed for 5, but unfortunately did not make it to the red diploma. At the banquet on the occasion of our graduation (where some parents were present, by the way), he drank well and took the microphone to say a farewell speech. At that time, his mother was letting a tear of emotion run down her cheek, which is nothing shameful… So, when he saw her tears, he interrupted his speech with the words: «Mom, stop crying already because of this diploma. Well, blue and blue, fuck it...»

We bought an apartment at auction, which no one had lived in for many years. I had to spend all my savings for this, and also get into debt, but it was a very good option. Sorting through the trash, we found sugar bags in the far corner of the mezzanine, which contained whole bundles of banknotes in denominations of 5, 10 and 20 dollars issued in the 1990s. Only 14,750 dollars. How they were not found before is a mystery. But now there is something to pay off the creditors.

Brother's wife is preparing to run away from the family. I am 100% sure of it. For more than a year, her motto has been: «All life should fit in a suitcase.» She fanatically clutters up, but only in her own things. Tons of toys and children's clothes, brother's trash doesn't touch at all! She has already told her parents and brother many times about her suspicions, they just laugh — she looks like a «successful mother of four angels.» It's clear that this is a mask, and she got fed up with everyday life, groundhog day and wiping bugs. And my brother became openly fat and boring. Who wouldn't howl? It got to the point where she bragged to me that she had finally packed all her things in a suitcase. Apparently, escape is coming soon.

My wife is cheating on me. I'm 100% sure of it, and she doesn't hide it much. Why don't I file for divorce? It's about her father: he's a rich and influential man with connections who once helped me a lot to move forward in my career. I have a great relationship with him, but even before the wedding, he told me: «If you offend my daughter, you will be left penniless, I will contribute to this.» And I don't want to change my lifestyle and social status. I'm ashamed and disgusted with myself, but I know for sure that in the event of a divorce, my father-in-law will do everything to multiply my life by zero, and I can't do anything against it yet.

There are 3 good girlfriends, all mimetic to the limit. They say about such people: «They take a dick in their mouth with a fork.» So, over time, I fucked each of them with special cruelty. And each one said «in secret» that the other 2 couldn't stand me and wouldn't let me touch them. Hypocrisy is such hypocrisy…

When visiting, I can always determine the family atmosphere by the order in the apartment. People are in conflict with each other and with themselves with a kind of old shit: dried food, dust in the corners, some boxes with old shoes, things falling out of an open closet. Neurotics with OCD have perfect cleanliness: not a speck, not a speck of dust, not a hair. The children and the spouse walk along the line, afraid to violate this hospital sterility, because otherwise there will be a lecture or a tantrum. And how easy it is to breathe in a house where healthy people live with normal, adequate relationships. There's no shit, but there's no slickness either. Somewhere there is a mug of unfinished tea, somewhere there are children's shorts, wool in the cat's cot. And people smile at each other.

Not for the sake of shit, but for understanding!

Lovely girls, women, ladies — whatever you like, according to your taste. I've had a question for a long time that no one can really give me an answer to.

Why are you inflating your lips so much? And no, I'm not even talking about the general meaning right now, but specifically about duck whistles. The fashion for such a thing is long gone. And it seems to me that it was purely among escorts of different levels or those who wanted to join them — in fact, for all sorts of daddies who wanted a doll.

But what about now? Someone says, «it's beautiful, I made it for myself.» What's beautiful about an inflated whistle that can't even close? What's so beautiful about this hyaluronic moustache? The fashion for pumping the upper lip on the sides, which in the end not only does not close the mouth, but also looks like a cleft lip — is this really considered beautiful among girls? But it's just the image of a cheap and DUMB prostitute and nothing more.

Yes, there are (and not a few) cases when a really small lip augmentation surgery would be appropriate, so you need to do something with a professional, carefully and so as not to inflate to the state of the queen of the apiary.

I ask you not to aggrandize and not to think that I'm spraying poison right here. No. I really wonder why this is being done, if everyone understands at all that it's not really very pretty. It's even ugly.

Moreover, I would understand if it was done by stereotypical «Cayenne whores», but no! Here I am riding the subway and every time I see a bunch of cute young girls who have ruined their face like this. What for? For whom? It will look even worse with age, it constantly needs to be pumped up, adjusted. Just like that, took it and drew additional expenses until old age. For what? For whom?

I don't understand. Almost no one can give a clear answer to anyone who has asked.

Once again, not negative, out of curiosity.

Did it hurt? Shifting from a happy, jolly, talkative person to a dull human who's no longer interested in anything.