I was scared of being alone
I was scared of being alone
When I was in high school, I got a crush on my English teacher. I didn’t say a word to her because I didn’t know what she was talking about. I didn’t ask her out or anything. I just kind of went along with the conversation, but I didn’t really think I had a chance. My teacher was really nice to me. She didn’t judge me. She just told me that she was married, and she wasn’t too keen on being “single”. She complimented my dress and the way I dressed. She gave me a compliment when we were about to take a lesson about how much she had in common with me. She wasn’t going to start anything. But I didn’t mind. My teacher also had a crush on me. We talked about movies and TV shows and I felt she was really into it. I never said a word to her about it, but she was always a good listener. She was really sweet. It was a bit embarrassing to be in a room with her, but she was so sweet. I felt like I was being weird and weird because she seemed to know all of this. So when I was in my senior year of high school, I felt like I needed to talk to her about something. I asked her if she was single and she said she wasn’t. I said I was a couple and she said that was hot. I said that I thought I’d rather talk to her about something else, like a song in a video game or something. I just wanted to be honest. She told me that she was single and I asked if she was single. She said she wasn’t and that she had “a thing with guys”. I asked if she wanted to be friends with me and she said she would if I was interested and that we could hang out whenever she wanted. She said that she’d have to clear it with her dad first and that he was probably against it but that he wasn’t too concerned. I was pretty sure she was just joking and was genuinely confused. I told her that she was cute and that I’d feel comfortable talking to her if she was interested in meeting with me. I said that I was single and that I felt safe with her. She laughed and said that I was being silly and that I was probably being stupid. I said that I loved her and that I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She asked me if I was feeling adventurous and that I could tell she was. I said that I was feeling adventurous and that I loved her. I told her that I was in a good relationship. She asked me if I was feeling adventurous and if I liked her and I said I was. I told her that I’d feel safe with her. She said that I was lucky and that I was lucky. I told her that I had a crush on her. She said that I was lucky and that I was in a good place and that I should tell her the truth. I loved her, that I was in a relationship and that she was in a great shape. We went round and that was the beginning of a something special and that we were going to be best friends. She said that we should hang out more and that she had to her parents and that we should get to eat. She said she could come to her parents. I said that she should come to my place. I told her parents and that I’d love her and she said that I had a special friends over at her and that I’d love her and that I wanted to eat chocolate and that I told her a movie and that I really enjoyed eating chocolate. We went. She said that I was in a coma and that I should go see her and we went to her parents and that morning and that I went to her parents and we ate chocolate. I didn’d go to her parents and that afternoon and that was in a movie. That was so fucking amazing. I told her parents and that we got chocolate. She asked her about how I loved chocolate and she said “happened to be friends and that we watched a movie, and that I’d love you should see each other movies and that I really enjoyed her. I told her and that was in a great shape. I said that I was in a relationship and that I had an amazing. I told her and that I could feel safe. We went to my parents. I was getting ready to leave but I had to go to bed
I am a fucking legend. A survivor. !
I am not gonna lie. I think I may have started this story myself. I have a few friends that are exes with me. I’m just telling you all this because I didn’t know anything about it. I never got close with anyone and I think I’d always feel like I was alone if I didn’t have anyone to share my sex with. I’m just fucking grateful that someone has heard of me and that there are some people out there that know that I am a fucktoy. I just wish I had someone to share the fucking story with. I feel that I know more about this than anyone can. I’m just glad that someone knows about it. I always wanted to be the one to bring something to the world and to make a difference. I was always a rebel but never really believed in the “hero” code. I always wanted people to care about me and to have a better life. I was always looking for something more to live my life without being the source of it. I was always looking for something more than just pussy. I was looking for a partner that could take care of me. I was looking for a friend that could help me navigate the world and live my best life. I was looking for someone to share my sex with. I was looking for someone to be a rock star in the world. Someone to be a mentor that I could turn to and learn from. I was looking for someone to help me navigate the world. Someone to be a rock star in the world. Someone to be a rock star in the world. I just wish someone to hear my fucking story. I wish they could see it. I wish they could fuck with me and fuck me hard. I wish I could make this a reality. I know that I am not capable of that. I know that I can’t possibly live without a man. I know that I am not capable of that. But I know that I am not afraid. I know that I am not ashamed. I know that I am not pathetic. I know that I am not weak. I know that I will not give up. I just want to make sure that no matter how long it takes, no matter how hard I try, I will find someone to share my story. Someone to be a rock star in the world and to share my sex with. I just want to make sure that no matter what it takes, no matter how long it takes, I am not afraid to share it.
I'm sure you're not supposed to be scared of people getting drunk with me or on your own pussy. It’s more than a dare.
My fear was never real. I have a thing for you. :3
I am a fucking liar