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He refused to marry her, but 5 yrs later he was shocked when she returned as the richest woman in the country.
2023.06.08 11:12 PocketFMofficial He refused to marry her, but 5 yrs later he was shocked when she returned as the richest woman in the country.
 | submitted by PocketFMofficial to u/PocketFMofficial [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/n0inqd4k7r4b1.png?width=764&format=png&auto=webp&s=fec02630991a1959c028a6ea2f756ef2ac68a321 https://preview.redd.it/58jrjcydgr4b1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=9d7a1094acc28a5c8ca43e5215520350f6b47e11 Episode 1. I Don’t Want You To Be Happy It was 10 p.m. and the moonlight was dazzling. Room 101, on the top floor of Hotel Waverick Seattle, was pitch black, and there was the faint sound of breathing. Natalie Davidson opened her eyes, but the world before her was so muddled that she couldn't see clearly. Her body felt strange as if it had caught fire and she was burning alive. Someone seemed to be lying on top of her, pressing down, but no matter how much she struggled to push him away, he remained motionless. Her mind was a mess and she couldn't think straight. She only vaguely remembered that the previous night she had welcomed her fiancé back from his travels abroad, and then because she was so happy and drunk, she had been brought to her stepsister's room to rest. She hadn’t expected to find this when she woke up. "Who are yo–" Natalie's voice was cut off by a heavy gasp from the man, and his grip on her body got tighter and tighter. She didn't have the strength to push him away. "Let me go …" She had never felt like this before. A wave of lust washed over her, and she could not help but respond to him. Her body was exceptionally hot and she frowned. Something wasn't right. The feeling of lust faded and she suddenly felt terrified, but she couldn't stop the man. As he pushed into her, she felt herself losing consciousness until finally she couldn't stay awake any longer and passed out. Outside, the sky was dark. Around three in the morning, the cell phone on the bedside table vibrated violently. With a frown, the man woke up from his sleep. His gaze slid across the messy bedsheets and then over to Natalie, who was covered only by a thin blanket. His expression immediately darkened. He picked up the phone and slammed it down. The hostility in his eyes was clear. These people had actually dared to drug him. They must have gotten tired of living. Steadily, he got up, threw back the covers, and went to take a shower in the bathroom. Afterward, without a trace of hesitation, he turned and left the room, as if the person on the bed was just an object he didn't need to pay attention to. When Natalie woke up, it was morning. The moment she opened her eyes, she felt pain. She had a splitting headache and her entire body was extremely sore as if it had been beaten. She sat motionless at the head of the bed. The events of the previous night flashed through her mind like a movie, making her tremble with despair. The man who had assaulted her was obviously not her fiancé, Nick. How could she have lost her virginity under such strange circumstances? What should she do? What on earth should she do? She hurriedly picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on. She wanted to go home quickly and wash up; she couldn’t bear to stay in this room even a second longer. But the moment she opened the door, she saw Nick, who was standing outside with a shocked face, alongside her stepsister Sheryl and her father Tom, who both looked furious. "Nick?" Natalie didn't know how to explain and barely got a grip on her thoughts before she was slapped in the face by her father. The mess in the room had not been cleaned up and the evidence of what had happened there was obvious. "Look at what you’ve done! You’ve cheated on your fiancé, you’ve embarrassed me, you’ve embarrassed the whole family! How could I have raised a daughter like you?" Nick gripped Tom’s hand tightly and frowned as he looked at her face. "Natalie, how could you do this?" "No, no." She shook her head with all her might, trying to clasp his hand, afraid that he would leave. “I was drunk last night. I only came back to the room to rest.” She suddenly looked at Sheryl, who was standing in front of her with wide eyes. “You did this, didn’t you? You were the one who brought me back to the hotel last night, to this room. Why did you do this to me?" When Sheryl heard this, she looked wrong. "I don't understand what you're saying. I did no such thing." "You didn't?" Natalie growled as her anger reached its peak. "Then how did I end up in someone else's room? Why would that man–" "Enough!" Nick interrupted her with a loud shout as if he didn't want to hear any more. "You want to blame someone else for what you've done?" He looked at her coldly. "I only left for six months and you're already this desperate. Did you really have to climb into someone else's bed?!" Natalie hugged her arm in panic as tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto the carpet. She couldn’t believe Nick was saying these things. They had been together for three years and were about to get married. "Nick," she said in a low voice, practically begging as she looked at the resolute man in front of her. "Please believe me …" "Don't say any more, just listening to you disgusts me." With a look of pure disdain, he turned around and strode off down the corridor. "The engagement’s off. I don't want to see you again." His words were like a sharp knife stabbing straight into her heart. Despair slowly spread through her and was on the verge of spilling out. It was so painful that she could no longer breathe. "Nick!" She staggered after him, but her father grabbed her by the arm and shoved her to the floor. “Natalie, you’re no longer part of this family. From this day on, you’re not my daughter!” She was stunned. After they left, her head was in shambles; she didn't even know how she made it home, but by the time she did her belongings were already packed and left by the door. Tom had even booked a plane ticket for her, and he told her to pick up her stuff and leave the country immediately. "Natalie, are you alright?" She was in a daze as she lowered her head to pick up her things. Sheryl walked down the steps at a leisurely pace. When Natalie ignored her, she didn't get angry. Instead, she laughed. "Do you really want to know how you ended up in that room? Let me tell you. You were right, I put you there. I did it because I want to marry Nick and I can't stand the thought of you being happy with him." https://preview.redd.it/3a0kklnn7r4b1.png?width=764&format=png&auto=webp&s=cc7030f379912f5166ea85cbbfcd828cd7cbf36a Episode 2. Exile Natalie raised her head and bit her lip. She was so angry that she couldn't utter a single word. Her whole body was trembling with fury. She couldn't understand why Sheryl would ruin her life like this. "Hmm” Sheryl smiled, “So what if you’re angry?" Sheryl played with her curly hair and sneered. "Nick doesn't believe you. Your father doesn't believe you either. You can go abroad and live on your own." Natalie was furious. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you running my life? Why" She rushed forward hysterically and wrapped her hands around Sheryl’s neck, but Sheryl didn't resist. She only blinked pitifully at her. "Sister, don't hurt me … Last night really wasn't my fault … What are you doing?" Hearing the commotion, Tom rushed out, looking so angry that the veins on his neck stood out. He raised his hand and pushed Natalie to the ground. "Are you crazy? Are you trying to kill your sister?" Natalie fell to the ice-cold sidewalk, where she remained. Unable to bear the pain any longer, she was on the verge of tears. She thought of her mother and her childhood, but no matter how hard she wished, she could never return to that time. Rosemary, her stepmother, came up behind her. When she saw the marks on her daughter's neck, she was so angry – just like her husband – that she raised her hand and slapped Natalie. "You uneducated brat! You're just the same as your mother! You might as well die!" The more she slapped, the harder each slap became. Tom stood beside her, but he only seemed to be concerned about Sheryl's injuries. As the attack went on, Natalie’s vision grew blurry from the blows, but all she could feel was the coldness in her heart as if all warmth had left it. —----------------------- At that time, in his office at the Clair Group, Bryce was looking at his assistant with a malicious expression. "What's going on?" His face was so gloomy that his gaze could bore holes through a person. "How is the investigation going?" His assistant was sweating under his gaze, but he swallowed and told him the news. "It's Evan Wilson." Bryce knew of Evan. A while ago, he had worked with the Clair Group on a project and had taken many kickbacks from it. Bryce didn't like his way of handling things, so he had sent his men to destroy the Wilson family. Right now, the Wilsons were on the verge of bankruptcy and collapse. "Evan bribed the hotel's waiter and drugged you. He probably wanted to use this to …" The assistant's voice trailed off until he was no longer breathing. The situation was clear now: Evan was behind all of this. Bryce had never thought that something would go wrong and that he would have to completely deviate from his original plan. "I checked, Evan booked a room in the hotel last night." The assistant looked up at him hesitantly, then looked down again. "But you didn't use it …" Bryce's expression suddenly changed and he asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?" The assistant was confused. He could only look at his face and repeat hesitantly, "You didn't use the room yesterday." If he didn't go into his room, then who was the woman who had been lying on his bed? In his mind, he saw broken images of her flushed cheeks and her body writhing beneath him, but what he remembered clearest were those cries of grief and heart-breaking pain. He suddenly remembered the crimson spots on the sheets that he had noticed before he left — the woman had been a virgin. Bryce's brows knit together. He told his assistant in a deep voice, "Go check the identity of the woman who was in my room immediately." He wanted to know where she had come from. The assistant immediately hurried off to do as he had been told. But no matter how fast he moved, he wouldn’t be able to find any useful information. The hotel’s surveillance tapes had already been wiped by Sheryl. How could she possibly leave behind evidence that would show that she had set Natalie up? Naturally, she had had to cover her tracks. After doing this, she continued to pretend that she was innocent, and gloated as she watched Natalie get kicked out of her house in a sorry state. Natalie didn't even stay a night before she was packed off and sent out of the country. She lugged her heavy luggage onto the plane. She had been exiled without knowing when she could return. https://preview.redd.it/99j3kxnz7r4b1.png?width=764&format=png&auto=webp&s=82f5f97a0e8bb923c7744b51d704c2d9174a425c Episode 3. You’re My Daddy Five years later, Natalie stood in the first-class lounge at Heathrow Airport, staring at the two tickets in her hands, unable to focus. She had been in England for five years and in all that time she hadn't made even one phone call to her family. Her father treated her like she was dead and as if he couldn't care less about it. If it wasn't for Sheryl and Nick’s engagement, he might not even have remembered she existed. Her heart had no attachment to the place she had been separated from for years. All her feelings had been erased on the day she was thrown out. She didn't want to go back and see the people who had hurt her, but she couldn't stand listening to her father's threats on the phone. If she did not do what he said, he would not let her grandmother live peacefully, he could even hurt her. Her grandmother was the closest person in the world to her. She had wanted to bring her to England to spend the rest of her life there, but she couldn't sway the old lady from her desire to be in the country where her husband and daughter had lived. Natalie had no choice but to leave her where she was. If it wasn't for her grandmother, she probably wouldn't go back for the rest of her life, but she couldn't afford to lose her to her father’s anger. "Mommy, Mommy." Lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard a lovely, gentle voice beside her. She looked down and saw a four-year-old boy lightly tugging at the corner of her jumper. He told her in a serious tone, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." Only then did she recover her wits. The anger in her eyes gradually softened as she smiled and picked up the child. "Alright then, let's go to the gate." At the same time, on the other side of the first-class lounge, a tall man in a suit with two burly bodyguards standing behind him strode towards the gate with a cold expression. Natalie had bought first-class tickets. In the past few years, she had suffered a lot from feeling rootless in a foreign country, and she had developed many issues. She had bad insomnia and headaches, and she was afraid of loud noises. The moment she got on the plane, she covered her eyes with a blanket to try to fall asleep, but first, she told Liam to be good and not run around. Liam was her most precious treasure. He was very well behaved. He sat on his seat as he was told and played with the toy she had bought him, occasionally stealing glances at her. Natalie put her head against the window. He soon noticed that she did not look well. "Mommy." He leaned across and looked at her. Seeing that she was frowning, he asked worriedly, "Are you not feeling well?" Natalie coughed twice due to an itch in her throat. With a hint of weakness in her voice, she answered, "I'm fine …" She looked at the child and forced a smile. "I'm just a little thirsty." Without waiting for her to say anything, Liam jumped out of his seat and hurried off excitedly to get her some water. She didn't know who he took after. He was only four years old, but he was as sensible as a small adult, and he could even take care of her. Liam came running back with a glass of water. As he reached their seats, he bumped into a man who had just stepped into the plane. The glass in his hand wobbled and the water spilled from it, wetting the man’s shoes and the legs of his pants. Bryce lowered his head and looked at the water stains on his clothes. He frowned in displeasure. "What are you doing? Don't you know to watch where you're going?" "I'm sorry." Liam held the cup and apologized repeatedly. But when he raised his head and looked at the man, he was immediately stunned, "I …" Liam had once finally mustered the courage to ask his mother about his father. Natalie was taken aback and stood speechless for a moment before she randomly showed the young boy a picture of a handsome man and told him that this was him. Looking at Bryce, Liam instantly somehow recalled the same picture, and realized that the two men resembled each other to almost a fault! Bryce was a well-built man, who possessed a muscular demeanor and suave gait. His pose and grace made the young boy quiver. The more he looked at Bryce, the more he felt that the man in front of him fit his image of his father from the picture. He stood quiet for two seconds, before hurling himself at Bryce’s long leg and then shouted, "Daddy!" The two bodyguards behind Bryce were completely taken aback by the scene unfolding in front of them. They had been with Bryce for a long time, but this was the first time they’d seen someone act so affectionately with him, let alone someone so young. Bryce's expression instantly turned ugly. He reached out his hand to push away the little arms that were wrapped around him and said coldly, "Don't randomly call people your father. I'm not your father." He had known many women who had claimed to be pregnant with his child, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a clever and affectionate 'son'. Liam stared at his face and answered with certainty, "You are my daddy. Why did you abandon me and Mommy?" The more he spoke, the more wronged he felt. He pouted his small mouth and put on a pitiful expression. When the passengers beside them heard this, they immediately looked over in curiosity. Natalie couldn’t sleep through the commotion. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the noise, only to find her son standing in the middle of the aisle, holding onto the leg of an unfamiliar man. "Sorry, sorry." She quickly got up. Embarrassed, she reached out to take the child's hand. "He must have made a mistake. Liam, let go of him." Her son had always been sensible and listened to her over anyone else, but today she didn't know what was going on. No matter how much she tried to persuade him, Liam continued to hold onto the leg of that strange man's pants. He bit his lips in frustration and refused to let go. Bryce was a cold person, but when he looked at the child's pitiful expression, he felt a bit moved. He frowned and said to Natalie, "Why did you become a mother? If you couldn’t give him a complete family, it would have been better not to have him at all." https://preview.redd.it/jl95vvb08r4b1.png?width=764&format=png&auto=webp&s=0187a79ea0d46ae0cb9d3919e145ea29caf09b18 |
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2023.06.08 10:19 Spectral42 There is something wrong with the newspaper in my town. I think I’m going crazy.
Before I dive into everything that has happened over the last couple of weeks I want to get a couple of things out of the way. I moved to this town four months ago because of a job offer: I was supposed to start working with a construction company. Second, I am not going to give you my last name. But I will tell you my first name, it's Tom. I am telling you all this, just in case. Ya know?
Anyway, I moved here four months ago. At first, the job offer seemed too good to be true. I was promised an apartment, full benefits, and grocery delivery twice a month. I was told the town was small, and honestly, it is! I am not used to living in a place like this. I mean, I saw the stars for the first time in my life the day I got to my new apartment.
The apartment itself is nice, I have two bedrooms and a good-sized bathroom. I have no complaints about any of the accommodations. Two weeks into moving here I was told that I would be starting at the end of the month. My boss told me that rent would be covered and gave me a list of things I needed for my first day.
As the end of the month came around I decided to go out and buy a new pair of work boots. I figured this would give me a good chance to get a look around town and maybe meet some people. I was mostly right.
The store was only a couple of blocks from my apartment building so instead of taking my truck I decided to walk. The town is cozy, ya know? Like everyone seems normal. Everything felt like it came out of a classic American novel though. So anyway, I went and got my boots and on the way home I decided to stop at a store and pick up the local newspaper.
When I got home and sat on my couch to crack open the newspaper, I could tell something was off right away. The story on the front page read “New Mayor Elected” and right below that, “Strange Lights in the Sky.” By itself, those two things would not raise red flags, but the pictures looked off. It’s hard for me to put into words but the photo of the new mayor looked both old and new. I scanned the page for a date and couldn’t find one. I figured that maybe something went wrong with the printing or something. After I gave the front page a good read I put the paper down and went to bed.
For two days I stayed home to make sure I was well rested. At this point, I had not purchased a tv yet and decided to jump on the opportunity and read more. On my way to pick up new boots, I noticed the town library and thought why not? I could get a couple of books and a new paper. The library itself is beautiful. The wood looks well maintained and the giant stone lions on either side of the staircase were extremely cool to look at the first time I saw them.
Heading into this library was just like walking into any other library. I don’t know what I was expecting. The outside was cool so I thought the inside would be more done up. As I walked through the aisle and scanned the books I could feel the hairs on my arms stand up. It was a weird feeling, something I had not experienced before this: It was almost like I was scared for no reason. As I pulled a book off of the shelf and read the cover I was extremely puzzled, for reference I was standing in the history section. The book read, “To Mars and Back. How America pioneered space travel.” It sounded more like a science fiction book to me, and there were a lot of other books like this. “They live among us, humanity's first contact with God.” or “The secret history of the Roman empire.” As I went through and examined more books I started to notice little scratches on the bookcase. They looked like tally marks. I followed them down the shelf until I found some writing. “Turn back” and “Go home” were scribbled on the shelf. I quickly stood up and clenched the book I was holding.
As I turned around I took one last look at the book in my hands before heading off to speak with a librarian. As I approached the counter I swear to god the woman behind the counter took my breath away. She was so beautiful, but it didn’t seem natural. I could feel the hairs on the back of my head stand up as I got closer to the desk. I decided to put the book down and leave. There was something inside of me, screaming at me to not speak to the woman. As I headed out of the building and walked down the staircase I noticed my hands were shaking. I was confused because technically, nothing happened.
I never bought a paper that day. Instead, I went home and went to sleep. Technically it was midafternoon, I had no idea why I was tired in the first place.
When I woke up the next day and went to check the mail, I found a rolled-up newspaper at my front door. I shit you not I have been getting a newspaper every day since that day. At first, I was interested in reading them, but the more I read the more I didn’t want to read. At the end of the month, I was waiting for a call from my boss, but the call never came. I tried to call him but his phone was disconnected.
As the next month rolled around I kept getting the newspapers. I stopped receiving normal mail, and I stopped wanting to live in this damn apartment. Two weeks into the new month I decided to call it quits and move back. I was not getting this job and my time here had been nothing but uncomfortable. So I packed my bags and stormed outside to climb into my truck. I was planning on leaving that day however, my tiers had been slashed.
I did what anyone would do, right? I called the damn police. They came promptly and once again I was met with the same feelings as when I saw the librarian. These men did not look real. Every inch of their faces looked…fake. I mean yes they were people but there was not a hair out of place. They were perfectly symmetrical in every way. The whole time I was filling out the police report my hands were shaking. My body was so tense I thought I was going to fall over on the spot. Once the situation was handled I ran back to my apartment. I was skipping steps as I went back upstairs. I felt like I could not get upstairs fast enough.
A couple of hours later I heard pounding at my door. I can’t stress this enough, the pounding scared the shit out of me. “WHO IS IT?!” I screamed. “Please! I need help!” A woman called back to me. I went to my front door, I wish I could tell you I did not hesitate but I did. I eventually opened the door for the women. She was an absolute mess, her makeup was running down her face and she was wearing pajamas. It will sound fucked up but I was so happy to see this woman, her crying gave me comfort. She did not look like the others, she looked real and natural. I asked her what happened and she told me her daughter had gone missing. I asked her if she called the police and she told me no. She said she wouldn’t, she told me her daughter wouldn't go to them either. I asked her what her daughter's name is, she told me her name is Zoey. We talked for what felt like hours before I told her I would keep my eyes open. She thanked me and went back to her apartment in tears. As I closed and locked my door I went to the pile of newspapers and opened the most recent one. I wanted to see if there was any mention of Zoey in the paper. The front page read, “Local man found dead outside of his home. No suspects.” below that there was another heading, “Local girl missing.” I checked for a name but it wasn’t Zoey. They are the same age though. As I scanned the paper I heard a scream come from down the hallway. I stood up quickly and rushed to my door, this time without hesitation I ripped it open and looked down the hallway. And that’s where I saw…it. One of the cops except it wasn’t a man. He had tight skin, he almost looked like a walking skeleton. His eyes were bulging out of his head, and his arms were larger. “Sir…” The thing said to me. I quickly turned and slammed the door shut. I locked all four locks and put the kitchen table up against the door. I haven’t left this apartment since. I did call my ex, she said she would come and get me but I don’t know how long I will be waiting. If this is fear, I have had enough. I can’t sleep and I am too scared to eat. It feels like my heart might explode like my whole perception of reality has changed.
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Anyway, I moved here four months ago. At first, the job offer seemed too good to be true. I was promised an apartment, full benefits, and grocery delivery twice a month. I was told the town was small, and honestly, it is! I am not used to living in a place like this. I mean, I saw the stars for the first time in my life the day I got to my new apartment.
The apartment itself is nice, I have two bedrooms and a good-sized bathroom. I have no complaints about any of the accommodations. Two weeks into moving here I was told that I would be starting at the end of the month. My boss told me that rent would be covered and gave me a list of things I needed for my first day.
As the end of the month came around I decided to go out and buy a new pair of work boots. I figured this would give me a good chance to get a look around town and maybe meet some people. I was mostly right.
The store was only a couple of blocks from my apartment building so instead of taking my truck I decided to walk. The town is cozy, ya know? Like everyone seems normal. Everything felt like it came out of a classic American novel though. So anyway, I went and got my boots and on the way home I decided to stop at a store and pick up the local newspaper.
When I got home and sat on my couch to crack open the newspaper, I could tell something was off right away. The story on the front page read “New Mayor Elected” and right below that, “Strange Lights in the Sky.” By itself, those two things would not raise red flags, but the pictures looked off. It’s hard for me to put into words but the photo of the new mayor looked both old and new. I scanned the page for a date and couldn’t find one. I figured that maybe something went wrong with the printing or something. After I gave the front page a good read I put the paper down and went to bed.
For two days I stayed home to make sure I was well rested. At this point, I had not purchased a tv yet and decided to jump on the opportunity and read more. On my way to pick up new boots, I noticed the town library and thought why not? I could get a couple of books and a new paper. The library itself is beautiful. The wood looks well maintained and the giant stone lions on either side of the staircase were extremely cool to look at the first time I saw them.
Heading into this library was just like walking into any other library. I don’t know what I was expecting. The outside was cool so I thought the inside would be more done up. As I walked through the aisle and scanned the books I could feel the hairs on my arms stand up. It was a weird feeling, something I had not experienced before this: It was almost like I was scared for no reason. As I pulled a book off of the shelf and read the cover I was extremely puzzled, for reference I was standing in the history section. The book read, “To Mars and Back. How America pioneered space travel.” It sounded more like a science fiction book to me, and there were a lot of other books like this. “They live among us, humanity's first contact with God.” or “The secret history of the Roman empire.” As I went through and examined more books I started to notice little scratches on the bookcase. They looked like tally marks. I followed them down the shelf until I found some writing. “Turn back” and “Go home” were scribbled on the shelf. I quickly stood up and clenched the book I was holding.
As I turned around I took one last look at the book in my hands before heading off to speak with a librarian. As I approached the counter I swear to god the woman behind the counter took my breath away. She was so beautiful, but it didn’t seem natural. I could feel the hairs on the back of my head stand up as I got closer to the desk. I decided to put the book down and leave. There was something inside of me, screaming at me to not speak to the woman. As I headed out of the building and walked down the staircase I noticed my hands were shaking. I was confused because technically, nothing happened.
I never bought a paper that day. Instead, I went home and went to sleep. Technically it was midafternoon, I had no idea why I was tired in the first place.
When I woke up the next day and went to check the mail, I found a rolled-up newspaper at my front door. I shit you not I have been getting a newspaper every day since that day. At first, I was interested in reading them, but the more I read the more I didn’t want to read. At the end of the month, I was waiting for a call from my boss, but the call never came. I tried to call him but his phone was disconnected.
As the next month rolled around I kept getting the newspapers. I stopped receiving normal mail, and I stopped wanting to live in this damn apartment. Two weeks into the new month I decided to call it quits and move back. I was not getting this job and my time here had been nothing but uncomfortable. So I packed my bags and stormed outside to climb into my truck. I was planning on leaving that day however, my tiers had been slashed.
I did what anyone would do, right? I called the damn police. They came promptly and once again I was met with the same feelings as when I saw the librarian. These men did not look real. Every inch of their faces looked…fake. I mean yes they were people but there was not a hair out of place. They were perfectly symmetrical in every way. The whole time I was filling out the police report my hands were shaking. My body was so tense I thought I was going to fall over on the spot. Once the situation was handled I ran back to my apartment. I was skipping steps as I went back upstairs. I felt like I could not get upstairs fast enough.
A couple of hours later I heard pounding at my door. I can’t stress this enough, the pounding scared the shit out of me. “WHO IS IT?!” I screamed. “Please! I need help!” A woman called back to me. I went to my front door, I wish I could tell you I did not hesitate but I did. I eventually opened the door for the women. She was an absolute mess, her makeup was running down her face and she was wearing pajamas. It will sound fucked up but I was so happy to see this woman, her crying gave me comfort. She did not look like the others, she looked real and natural. I asked her what happened and she told me her daughter had gone missing. I asked her if she called the police and she told me no. She said she wouldn’t, she told me her daughter wouldn't go to them either. I asked her what her daughter's name is, she told me her name is Zoey. We talked for what felt like hours before I told her I would keep my eyes open. She thanked me and went back to her apartment in tears. As I closed and locked my door I went to the pile of newspapers and opened the most recent one. I wanted to see if there was any mention of Zoey in the paper. The front page read, “Local man found dead outside of his home. No suspects.” below that there was another heading, “Local girl missing.” I checked for a name but it wasn’t Zoey. They are the same age though. As I scanned the paper I heard a scream come from down the hallway. I stood up quickly and rushed to my door, this time without hesitation I ripped it open and looked down the hallway. And that’s where I saw…it. One of the cops except it wasn’t a man. He had tight skin, he almost looked like a walking skeleton. His eyes were bulging out of his head, and his arms were larger. “Sir…” The thing said to me. I quickly turned and slammed the door shut. I locked all four locks and put the kitchen table up against the door. I haven’t left this apartment since. I did call my ex, she said she would come and get me but I don’t know how long I will be waiting. If this is fear, I have had enough. I can’t sleep and I am too scared to eat. It feels like my heart might explode like my whole perception of reality has changed.
2023.06.08 09:57 Ipod732 25 [M4F] California - A Definitive Advertisement To Find That Someone
Hello! I've posted here on r4r a handful of times now and I wanted to try and write up a more definitive ad. Every time I've written up a new one it contained new information or less information than a previous post so, I'm going to try and compile it all into one master post. That way everything there is to decide whether you'd like to message me is easily available and accessible to you without having to dig around a dozen other posts.
Now that the "prologue" is out of the way let's jump into why you're here and what it is I'm looking for.
Who Am I?
A woman who I can meet, befriend, love, marry, have kids, and grow old with. I'm a hopeless romantic, I guess lol. It would go in that order and as for the timeline, that's for fate to decide.
Age - Ideally 21+, but will accept as long as you're 18+. Ideal age range 21-30. If you're slightly older or slightly younger that's fine too. +/- 7 is the general rule of thumb.
Looks - Personality beats looks, but attraction is still important. I don't have a type per se. Don't really care about race/ethnicity. I'm trying to work on my weight myself so I rather not cast a stone at a glass house, but proportionality is something I find attractive. A gym partner or someone who can help me with my weight would also be appreciated(we can run together or go hike, etc.)
Personality - I find that sometimes when I'm not attracted to a person , their personality attracts me to them. Personality can elevate a 5 to a 10 or reduce a 10 to a 1 instantly. All I ask is that you're intelligent(a woman who can think for herself, articulate her thoughts, and is able to challenge me when I'm wrong), kind, communicative(communication is key in any relationship), and is sociable(don't need to be extroverted, just able to socialize when the situation calls for it).
Location - In California, looking to move to California, or willing to relocate (a hard ask considering everyone is leaving California lol). For the foreseeable future, I'm stuck here for work and family. Maybe someday I'll have a nice plot of land in the middle of nowhere and can live off the fatta the land with some rabbits. If you read the post and know the book, you got the reference.
What can I Give You?
Tea - As I mentioned before, I'll brew you tea and sometimes I might have a good story to tell over tea lol.
Laughter - I have a contagious laugh and I enjoy joking around. I laugh at most things so it's not too hard to elicit a laugh from me which might get you laughing too.
Adventure - I like visiting new places with friends or a companion so as long as you desire it, we can always adventure out to new places. Whether it's a beach, a new city, a forest, mountain, you name it, we can go.
Optimism - I have a generally happy-go-lucky attitude with life and I'll be happy to reassure you life is good and things will be fine. And if you need the opposite with harsh realism, ask and you shall receive lol.
Hygiene - I do my best to keep myself clean. I also wash my own dishes. I try to keep my home clean, but it's a bit difficult when you're never home. I bought my first condo in 2021 and now I understand why people rent. It's difficult to maintain everything and expensive. And on top of all that you gotta keep it clean even when you're not home.
Attention - As much as you desire. I enjoy people and having someone around all the time is fine by me. I also don't mind some alone time and lawyer stuff can be a bit time-consuming.
Food - I can't cook, but I'll try. I tried to make sushi and failed two weekends ago. Rice was too sticky and too hot. Also the sashimi refused to thaw no matter how long I waited(was well over 12 hours...) But wrapping it was actually easier than I expected just not evenly distributed along the roll.
I think that covered everything I needed to add or wanted to add in here. If I come up with more I'll be updating this master ad over time. Feel free to message me or use the chat feature. Also if you like we can move to Discord, feel free to ask for it. Attached is a photo of me as well. Thanks for bearing through this long post. And if you didn't read it all, that's fine. It's too damn long.
https://imgur.com/a/GgHS6Iu
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Now that the "prologue" is out of the way let's jump into why you're here and what it is I'm looking for.
Who Am I?
- Future Lawyer - Currently working as a Student Attorney this Summer at my school's legal clinic before my final year of law school. Will probably be taking the Bar July of 2024. I'm not sure as to what kind of law I'll be doing as a full fledged lawyer, but I know I intend to practice here in California. I'm working in Sacramento.
- Philosopher - I got my BA in Philosophy from UC Berkeley. I've always enjoyed philosophical discussion and occasionally write philosophical pieces. I was always into the classical Greek philosophers; Socrates/Plato and Aristotle. If you ever need a deep conversation we can delve into the depths of any subject.
- ENTJ/Leo - For those that enjoy Horoscopes or Myers Briggs tests. I'm an extrovert. I enjoy people and being alone is draining for me. I'm a bit shy and anxious at first, but once I'm comfortable that all goes away.
- Muslim - I know religion can be a big deal for some people, but I don't ask that anyone hold similar religious views as me. As long as we both value humanity, family, and general goodness, a difference in religion shouldn't be an issue. As a Muslim I don't drink and I don't eat pork. I don't care if you do. I'm not the best at praying (it's something I should fix) and I don't do the prayers (I generally just recite prayers to myself without doing the ritual aspects). I do fast during Ramadan.
- Drug Free - I also refrain from smoking and doing drugs. I just ask that if you do any drugs it's no more than weed, but ideally you don't smoke. I just don't like the smell lol and it sets me into a coughing fit if I'm around people that are smoking.
- Writer - I enjoy writing if you couldn't tell from the absurd length of this post. I apologize in advance. I write short stories, philosophy, political opinion, and whatever else comes to mind when I feel inspired.
- Traveler - I've traveled to a handful of places and there are a handful more I'd like to complete. I've been to Italy, Ireland(for a day), Austria, Hungary, Germany, Lebanon, Syria, and Jordan
- Mythology - Especially Greek mythology which I'm more acquainted with. My favorite myth is Orpheus or as some know it from the play Eurydice which I have yet to see or read. Also love the myth of Sysiphus hauling the giant boulder up and the one about Prometheus stealing fire for mankind.
- Literature - I try and read on occasion. Haven't been too successful. The last book I completed was last winter and that was Robert Heinlein's Starship Troopers. Trying to get through Homer's Iliad at the moment before jumping to Homer's Odyssey. Some of my favorite books include: Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men, Rand's Atlas Shrugged, Tolkien's The Hobbit, Luo Guanzhong's Romance of Three Kingdoms, and lots more.
- Gaming - PC Gamer, but do own consoles like the Switch, 360, PS4. I just bought a Gameboy Advance SP to play some old Pokemon games. I have a Gameboy Advance, but it doesn't have the light and the battery exploded inside it, rip...
- Movies/Shows - I love films. I watch a lot of foreign stuff too like Kdramas, Chinese, Japanese, language doesn't matter as long as it's good and it has subtitles for me to read. My favorite film of all time is The Godfather. Some of my favorite shows include Game of Thrones(prior to season 8 of course), Better Call Saul, South Park, Rick and Morty, Criminal Minds(before they changed the whole cast), and plenty more.
- Anime - I could've put the animated cartoons in here too, but I'm currently watching Dr. Stone. Some of my favorites include: Steins;Gate, Kaiji, Legend of the Galactic Heroes(the original although the new one is alright), Death Note, and plenty more.
- Comedy - Love a good comedy show. I've been to a few clubs, the Ice House down in Pasadena, the Laugh Factory in Vegas, and Cobbs in San Francisco.
- Sports - Big fan of Soccer. Watch the Premier League when I get the chance and try and keep up. Man United fan. Also enjoy going to Sacramento Republic games. Football is cool too, 49ers. Watch Basketball on the rare occasion as well, Sacramento Kings.
- Music - Rock and Metal fan. Going to be seeing Nickelback in July and I want to see Disturbed in July as well, but have no one to go with, rip. Some of my favorite bands include: Green Day(who I got to see live alongside Weezer and Fall Out Boy), Rise Against, Five Finger Death Punch, Disturbed, and a handful of others. My music tastes can be a bit eclectic, but rock and metal is my go to.
- Tea - I'll definitely brew you some tea someday. I enjoy black tea for the most part. I order loose-leaf tea online. I enjoy Assam, Darjeerling, Oolong, Pu-erh, Keemun, Earl Grey, and more.
- Museums - A big fan of history so I enjoy going to museums and looking at old things. Love Renaissance/Enlightenment period artwork. Just about any kind of museum is cool. I love learning new things.
- Going out in General - Whether it's hiking in nature among the redwoods, going to a bar, dancing at a club/bar, eating out, or bowling with friends. I'm good for just about anywhere as I like getting out of the house.
- Homebody - As much as I enjoy going out and exploring new places, sometimes I need a break from adventure and enjoy relaxing at home. Play some board games.
- DnD - I'm relatively new to it, but I'm DMing currently for a group of friends that I played my first campaign with. Been playing around two years now if not three (a bit on and off due to scheduling conflicts).
A woman who I can meet, befriend, love, marry, have kids, and grow old with. I'm a hopeless romantic, I guess lol. It would go in that order and as for the timeline, that's for fate to decide.
Age - Ideally 21+, but will accept as long as you're 18+. Ideal age range 21-30. If you're slightly older or slightly younger that's fine too. +/- 7 is the general rule of thumb.
Looks - Personality beats looks, but attraction is still important. I don't have a type per se. Don't really care about race/ethnicity. I'm trying to work on my weight myself so I rather not cast a stone at a glass house, but proportionality is something I find attractive. A gym partner or someone who can help me with my weight would also be appreciated(we can run together or go hike, etc.)
Personality - I find that sometimes when I'm not attracted to a person , their personality attracts me to them. Personality can elevate a 5 to a 10 or reduce a 10 to a 1 instantly. All I ask is that you're intelligent(a woman who can think for herself, articulate her thoughts, and is able to challenge me when I'm wrong), kind, communicative(communication is key in any relationship), and is sociable(don't need to be extroverted, just able to socialize when the situation calls for it).
Location - In California, looking to move to California, or willing to relocate (a hard ask considering everyone is leaving California lol). For the foreseeable future, I'm stuck here for work and family. Maybe someday I'll have a nice plot of land in the middle of nowhere and can live off the fatta the land with some rabbits. If you read the post and know the book, you got the reference.
What can I Give You?
Tea - As I mentioned before, I'll brew you tea and sometimes I might have a good story to tell over tea lol.
Laughter - I have a contagious laugh and I enjoy joking around. I laugh at most things so it's not too hard to elicit a laugh from me which might get you laughing too.
Adventure - I like visiting new places with friends or a companion so as long as you desire it, we can always adventure out to new places. Whether it's a beach, a new city, a forest, mountain, you name it, we can go.
Optimism - I have a generally happy-go-lucky attitude with life and I'll be happy to reassure you life is good and things will be fine. And if you need the opposite with harsh realism, ask and you shall receive lol.
Hygiene - I do my best to keep myself clean. I also wash my own dishes. I try to keep my home clean, but it's a bit difficult when you're never home. I bought my first condo in 2021 and now I understand why people rent. It's difficult to maintain everything and expensive. And on top of all that you gotta keep it clean even when you're not home.
Attention - As much as you desire. I enjoy people and having someone around all the time is fine by me. I also don't mind some alone time and lawyer stuff can be a bit time-consuming.
Food - I can't cook, but I'll try. I tried to make sushi and failed two weekends ago. Rice was too sticky and too hot. Also the sashimi refused to thaw no matter how long I waited(was well over 12 hours...) But wrapping it was actually easier than I expected just not evenly distributed along the roll.
I think that covered everything I needed to add or wanted to add in here. If I come up with more I'll be updating this master ad over time. Feel free to message me or use the chat feature. Also if you like we can move to Discord, feel free to ask for it. Attached is a photo of me as well. Thanks for bearing through this long post. And if you didn't read it all, that's fine. It's too damn long.
https://imgur.com/a/GgHS6Iu
2023.06.08 09:24 sufferingsomuch I just wanna know what you would consider this situation if it happened to you and what it means?
I’m not gonna go into details about the relationship but I spent months getting beat and cheated on and blocked unblocked death threats, knives held to my throat items stolen. Drugged. Endorsing my suicide infront of police. Everything under the umbrella. I collected evidence (which then was told by counseling to delete) I never got any Justice for anything.
I think I spent two months prior to meeting said individual asking to talk, a sign really just asking to speak. I was given STD’s (without knowledge they were actually cheating on me) I felt disgusting. I really wanted to end the relationship. I kept asking to talk and I had no luck getting a good word in and formally breaking apart. I’d spend nights getting accused of cheating when I was out living life I would fear being around other men as I would get calls and accused.
One day I’m being asked to buy him gifts and so I ask “how come I have to buy you things to see you.” And he said “ask yourself that.” I just don’t know why I even bothered. I drove to the place to pick up the items and then I get phone calls of someone threatening to kill me and how mentally insane I am and then he calls me tells me to go back home tells me to block the numbers. I’m just getting freaked out irl and he hangs up blocks me unblocks me blocks me he calls me cussing me out. I’m getting frustrated and people around me are asking to buy my car. So then I continue to go meet him because I just wanted to speak and break it off I just wanted to talk. Biggest regret. I don’t know why. I was already half way there and he said “come can’t wait to see you it’s fine just come since you’re here meet me here.”
So then I come and hes paying me zero attention very disinterested in anything I’m saying. Very cold. I say “I brought you this stuff like you asked!” Just very disinterested I felt so uncomfortable I shouldn’t even be here. So then he leads me to a McDonald’s and I’m trying to explain why I came and whatever. Zero interest. Then he says “drive to the spot.”
So we drive to this spot that’s behind a bunch of buildings and it’s an empty parking lot. And he tells me to park. Then he gets into the back seat of my car and sits there. I just wanted to talk honestly. He went into the backseat and started signaling me to come back. “We will talk come back here.” Then he pulls his pants off. And I say “I didn’t even shave I don’t even want that I just wanna talk.” And I ask “do you even love me at all?” And then he says “I’ll tell you after you show me how much you love me.” he starts pressuring me by saying “my friends need me, I need to go.” And he says “come on show me how much you love me.” I didn’t want that in that moment it felt so vile…. I just wanted to ask if I was worth anything after everything I did. So then he takes his pants off and says “it’s up to you I gotta go soon though!” And I’m really not sure I felt so much pressure I kept stumbling upon words “what about a condom the stds!” He kept saying “ah well I’ll just go then.” In a tone of voice. I just went into a state of panic. We began kissing. So then I try very hard to please and he won’t even say my name at all. Then afterwards I ask “Do you love me at all.” And he says “you’re only worth like 30%.” “I don’t believe anything you tell me.” “Come back when you learn to control yourself.”
I don’t even know what I responded to that. Besides compete blank emotions. Then I drive him home and leave. Then he contacts me saying “I show my passion through sex” And I just started spamming how can you know your controlling someone and doing this and how can you do that to someone how can you do that. And then he says “sorry Imma have to let you go.” And I’m blocked and I say to never contact me ever again.
I started second guessing what just happened. I felt like I was sexually assaulted? Was it? Many times through the “relationship.” Which he never “claimed me.” He would film me without consent. Etc. I don’t know what to think about it. Right after I go to work and have a break down. And then a mental program that tells me I’m schizophrenic and I lose it.
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I think I spent two months prior to meeting said individual asking to talk, a sign really just asking to speak. I was given STD’s (without knowledge they were actually cheating on me) I felt disgusting. I really wanted to end the relationship. I kept asking to talk and I had no luck getting a good word in and formally breaking apart. I’d spend nights getting accused of cheating when I was out living life I would fear being around other men as I would get calls and accused.
One day I’m being asked to buy him gifts and so I ask “how come I have to buy you things to see you.” And he said “ask yourself that.” I just don’t know why I even bothered. I drove to the place to pick up the items and then I get phone calls of someone threatening to kill me and how mentally insane I am and then he calls me tells me to go back home tells me to block the numbers. I’m just getting freaked out irl and he hangs up blocks me unblocks me blocks me he calls me cussing me out. I’m getting frustrated and people around me are asking to buy my car. So then I continue to go meet him because I just wanted to speak and break it off I just wanted to talk. Biggest regret. I don’t know why. I was already half way there and he said “come can’t wait to see you it’s fine just come since you’re here meet me here.”
So then I come and hes paying me zero attention very disinterested in anything I’m saying. Very cold. I say “I brought you this stuff like you asked!” Just very disinterested I felt so uncomfortable I shouldn’t even be here. So then he leads me to a McDonald’s and I’m trying to explain why I came and whatever. Zero interest. Then he says “drive to the spot.”
So we drive to this spot that’s behind a bunch of buildings and it’s an empty parking lot. And he tells me to park. Then he gets into the back seat of my car and sits there. I just wanted to talk honestly. He went into the backseat and started signaling me to come back. “We will talk come back here.” Then he pulls his pants off. And I say “I didn’t even shave I don’t even want that I just wanna talk.” And I ask “do you even love me at all?” And then he says “I’ll tell you after you show me how much you love me.” he starts pressuring me by saying “my friends need me, I need to go.” And he says “come on show me how much you love me.” I didn’t want that in that moment it felt so vile…. I just wanted to ask if I was worth anything after everything I did. So then he takes his pants off and says “it’s up to you I gotta go soon though!” And I’m really not sure I felt so much pressure I kept stumbling upon words “what about a condom the stds!” He kept saying “ah well I’ll just go then.” In a tone of voice. I just went into a state of panic. We began kissing. So then I try very hard to please and he won’t even say my name at all. Then afterwards I ask “Do you love me at all.” And he says “you’re only worth like 30%.” “I don’t believe anything you tell me.” “Come back when you learn to control yourself.”
I don’t even know what I responded to that. Besides compete blank emotions. Then I drive him home and leave. Then he contacts me saying “I show my passion through sex” And I just started spamming how can you know your controlling someone and doing this and how can you do that to someone how can you do that. And then he says “sorry Imma have to let you go.” And I’m blocked and I say to never contact me ever again.
I started second guessing what just happened. I felt like I was sexually assaulted? Was it? Many times through the “relationship.” Which he never “claimed me.” He would film me without consent. Etc. I don’t know what to think about it. Right after I go to work and have a break down. And then a mental program that tells me I’m schizophrenic and I lose it.
2023.06.08 08:55 WessiMensWears Essential Fashion Advice for Men: Elevate Your Style Game!
Hello, fellow gentlemen of mensfashionadvice! Today, I wanted to share some valuable fashion tips and tricks to help you enhance your personal style and make a lasting impression. Whether you're a fashion novice or a seasoned trendsetter, these pointers will guide you in refining your wardrobe and presenting yourself with confidence. Let's dive right in!
Now, I turn the conversation over to you, dear redditors! What are your go-to fashion tips for men? Let's inspire and learn from one another as we strive to make our mark in the world of men's fashion. Share your insights, questions, and stories in the comments below.
Happy styling, gentlemen!
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- Find Your Fit: The key to looking sharp lies in wearing clothes that fit you well. Make sure your shirts, pants, and jackets are tailored to your body shape. Avoid baggy or overly tight garments as they can make you appear sloppy or uncomfortable.
- Quality Over Quantity: Invest in timeless pieces made from high-quality materials. It's better to have a few well-made items that will last longer and maintain their style than a multitude of fast-fashion pieces that quickly lose their charm.
- Build a Capsule Wardrobe: Create a versatile collection of essential items that can be mixed and matched effortlessly. Classic pieces like a tailored suit, a crisp white shirt, dark-wash jeans, and a versatile blazer are all great starting points.
- Pay Attention to Details: Small details can make a big difference. Take care of your grooming, ensuring that your hair is well-maintained and your facial hair is groomed neatly. Don't forget to polish your shoes, as scuffed footwear can ruin an otherwise well-put-together outfit.
- Experiment with Color and Patterns: Don't be afraid to inject some personality into your outfits. Experiment with different colors and patterns to add visual interest. Start with subtle choices and gradually incorporate bolder options as you become more comfortable.
- Accessorize Thoughtfully: Accessories are an excellent way to elevate your style. Consider adding a stylish watch, a tasteful belt, or a well-matched tie to your ensemble. Just remember to keep it balanced and avoid going overboard.
- Understand Dress Codes: Familiarize yourself with various dress codes to ensure you're appropriately dressed for any occasion. Whether it's casual, business casual, or formal attire, understanding the expectations will help you dress the part and exude confidence.
- Embrace Your Personal Style: While it's important to stay updated with current trends, don't forget to embrace your own personal style. Experiment and discover what makes you feel comfortable and confident. Be true to yourself, and your style will naturally shine through.
- Confidence is Key: No matter what you wear, confidence is the ultimate accessory. Carry yourself with pride, and your outfits will receive the attention they deserve.
Now, I turn the conversation over to you, dear redditors! What are your go-to fashion tips for men? Let's inspire and learn from one another as we strive to make our mark in the world of men's fashion. Share your insights, questions, and stories in the comments below.
Happy styling, gentlemen!
2023.06.08 08:43 asba1981 Clothes shop for men
 | Dear Berliners. I am looking for (physical) shops that sell high rise pants for men. Could you help me out with some suggestions? submitted by asba1981 to askberliners [link] [comments] I’ve attached a picture of the type of thing I am looking for (other colors are also interesting). This handsome fellow is not me, though. Thankful for all suggestions! |
2023.06.08 08:26 3174_xxx I need help/ advise. What is the best dress expression for MTF when you go out everyday
I am confused as of now as to what my dress expression should be, I have 4 version of dress expressions. 1.) Full on doll up from head to toe with wig/ hair extensions and breast forms and hip pads and heels. 2.) go with natural hair ( I have short hair) put make up and just women’s clothes on body and women’s shoes 3.) go everything natural( without makeup ) with women’s clothes( even leggings) on body and women’s shoes 4.) I have my eyebrows done , hands and chest shaved , nails done so I wear men’s t shirt and pants and women’s shoes
1.) I was doing since a year and do get stares though , these days it’s more.
2 and 3 I am just drawing attention
4 I am almost invisible but some people do notice
In all versions I am confident and trying very hard to feel even more comfortable.
Is it better to be comfortable in your own skin and only do 2 or 3 or 4 ? Which is best ?
Or 1 I am representing as a complete woman .
Please advise . Started Hormones a month ago , so the reason for this question.
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1.) I was doing since a year and do get stares though , these days it’s more.
2 and 3 I am just drawing attention
4 I am almost invisible but some people do notice
In all versions I am confident and trying very hard to feel even more comfortable.
Is it better to be comfortable in your own skin and only do 2 or 3 or 4 ? Which is best ?
Or 1 I am representing as a complete woman .
Please advise . Started Hormones a month ago , so the reason for this question.
2023.06.08 08:04 fitnessfashions26 Womens Workout Activewear & Outfitter - Fitness Fashions
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2023.06.08 07:01 PuzzleheadedFall4249 why being a "man" is so important to people
everyone in life strives to be seen as the best the problem is the vast majority of people are average, that's just the nature of things. for a lot of people this is unacceptable they must be seen as the best in some way so they look to associate with someone who is a tear above in one way or another. the process to doing this is easy you pick someone you idolize whether it be a athlete, politician, or a scientist whoever you think you look up to. then you state that you are one in the same but sence you lack the redeeming qualities they have (otherwise you would just have that respect already) you look for another connection with a low bar of entry I.E me and person are both men. the problem here is being a man is loosely defined ( mostly by the genitalia you have) so your next step is to set an easy to show and obtain entry point, something simple like men wear pants!. so in reverse it looks like "i wear pants so therefor i am a man, and look at all these other successful men, that means i to am someone worth of praise". this is a coping mechanism for people who cannot stand on their own merit as a person and require a group to feel useful, but is not limited to being a man, it could be anything from race, to birth location, birth generation, to simply any other groups they can join.
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2023.06.08 06:04 musicforthedeaf TIL the Oakland A's hosted a "Hot Pants Night"-themed baseball game where women in hot pants received free admission, men were given free cameras to take pictures of them, and a competition for "best hot pants" was held on the field.
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2023.06.08 05:29 Becomenonmasculine More men are bisexual /sexual fluid than we admit
I’m a woman but my brother is a femboy ; he has many ‘’ straight men ‘’ that message him ; I have many feminine gay friends who appear male and many ‘’ straight men ‘’ hit on them
Many men are sexual fluid and just attracted to femininity not genitals . Many men seem to be gynosexual { attraction to femininity} regardless what’s in the the pants
It’s a myth that bisexual men are less common than bisexual woman . I believe the population of bisexual men and bisexual woman are equal
Lastly had a man argue with me it’s gay to be attracted to biological woman who are athletic or biological woman with abs like lean patty . Then later I found out he into ladyboys /Crossdresser
So basically men are attracted to femininity regardless if you have a vagina or penis
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Many men are sexual fluid and just attracted to femininity not genitals . Many men seem to be gynosexual { attraction to femininity} regardless what’s in the the pants
It’s a myth that bisexual men are less common than bisexual woman . I believe the population of bisexual men and bisexual woman are equal
Lastly had a man argue with me it’s gay to be attracted to biological woman who are athletic or biological woman with abs like lean patty . Then later I found out he into ladyboys /Crossdresser
So basically men are attracted to femininity regardless if you have a vagina or penis
2023.06.08 04:29 RachelVictoria75 Apparition High School Part 4
“Jeeze prom already,” groaned Mai. She and I have become great friends. “What no one has asked you,” I state. We get to our outside table and wait for Bryan and Knight She takes the little bento box out and eats he chicken salad before telling me “No with these glasses I look like Velma from the Scooby gang.” Knight comes and sits next to her and says, “I like Velma Daphne is annoying.” She blushes and I ask where Bryan is “He’s trying to get into Hannah’s pants” Bryan comes up and tells Knight to shut up. “I was not she wants tutoring in Biology” we all giggle but then Bryan gets out his notebook about the mine tunnels. I tell them about my dream “Seeing the floors shake it could have been what my cousin calls a backdraft. If the fire started in one end because of the oxygen it got carried into the tunnel below that bathroom and spared from there.” After lunch we sneak into the building and go see the area where the old bathroom was. We find a classroom and the door is unlocked. After I went in, I felt the presence of the boy I first saw. “The fire was hot and fast we all smelled smoke and it smelled like cleaner.” Telling him in my mind “think it was Ether maybe used in the mines, but I am not sure.” He tells me about the rumbling when we are interrupted “Hey what are you four doing in here its lunch time outside.” I tell everyone “Yeah outside buy the grass “and everyone follows me outside. Once out at the grass I get everyone up to speed “Alright Scooby Gang here is what the boy now I know his name Jimmy Dawson.” I told them what he said in the class but then he pops up next to us to ask about the school now “It look different” I look around and gather everyone near me, so it looks like we are having a conversation.” It got rebuilt after the fire, Bryan when the wing was built over the old bathroom and theater area.” Bryan scrolls through his notes and tells us “In 2003 before that it was all portables and theater were held over at the community center.” Bell rings and we get to class but before that Knight asks Mai to prom, “Really you are asking old four eyes” I ask Mai why no contacts and she says, “Mom and Dad work hard at the church but with my astigmatism no contacts except out of pocket.” Bell rings and it’s time for class, “See you after school Bea” Bryan says. I forgot we were going to learn some more dance lessons no one knows, not even Knight. Once I get my homework done and Bryan sets new clean dishes out, we get out back and practice some steps. “Alright now left, right forward backwards, it’s just a box step nothing to be nervous about.” His Mom puts on some Dwight Yoakam and with Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music… we learn the box step. Bryan is still nervous. Kayla agreed to go with him but she’s on the dance team and he wants to impress, “You have some basics down “but before I finished, he asks to slow dance. “She likes to slow dance and I don’t want to step on toes.” I can only smile it’s so sweet and Kayla is a nice chick, so I pull out my phone and put on Play it Again its slow enough but still has a good beat, “Save us Luke Bryan” he groans but we get the slow dance finished. I scooter past the cemetery and hear some men speaking Chinese I guess; I shall ask Mai what some of this means. Getting ready for school I looked up some words that I could identify by sheer luck, and one was Zai xiuxi it means at rest so hopefully Mai can put the rest together. “Good morning, Grandma Dee where is Mom?” Grandma says Mom went to work early so she can be home later to go shopping for Prom dresses. My turn to groan “I don’t even have a date, and no one is jumping at the chance to ask the weirdo out.” Grand ma feeds me some bacon and eggs, “You are not weird and there is still time baby.” “Good morning, Scooby Gang, up for an adventure at lunch” Bryan was especially chatty today. We all nod and agree to meet by the back gate after the bell rings. Walking to my second period class Jim appears and tells me “Be careful young lady those tunnels are still dangerous, not safe.” I ran into the door frame and some boys chanted “Weird “so now it official. Lunch came around and Mai is jazzed she also confirmed that the men might be saying in Mandarin we are not at rest “which makes since because I bet, they just buried them, and they did not get any dignity. We see the boys and Bryan shows us his big surprise. “Check this out see those old looking barns, well they are entrances to the mines, look I took pics off dad’s maps.” We looked through them and yes, they did have an entrance because the operations were near here. “Great find maybe we get down there and solve this because there are some restless souls here and I can help them move on.” We group text about going to the tunnels and agree Mai can spend the night and the guys will meet us at the entrance. Logistically we will figure out how to get there. Friday comes around and Mai gets in the car with Mom and I. “Its nice to see you Mai we will get pizza and wings for dinner tonight since it’s a sleepover.” Mai and I agree and set up the air bed for her “Okay girl spill any dress yet and what do the rents think.” She tells me they like Knight, but his look concerns them, and she has told them many times he does not worship the devil. After dinner Mom leaves for work and an hour after that Grand ma Dee is driving us to the old barns “Look I am responsible for you too and the boys I guess so don’t go to far in and here’s some flashlights.” The boys show up on bikes and are a little worried about Grandma “Don’t worry she just drove us she heard us talking and didn’t want us to get hurt.” All three of us walk carefully inside and already I can see the commotion from that day. Turning a curve, I stop everyone and listen to a man talk about a charge. “The charge was to short dam foreman was a cheapskate the bang was instant” I scream and fall backwards thankfully everyone caught me. “No one stood a chance this was no accident that foreman did this because of money there was no more, and it was finish or not be paid, so he tried to speed things up with more dynamite.” The janitor wasn’t at fault as the mining company was.
2023.06.08 04:27 RachelVictoria75 Apparition High School Part 4
“Jeeze prom already,” groaned Mai. She and I have become great friends. “What no one has asked you,” I state. We get to our outside table and wait for Bryan and Knight She takes the little bento box out and eats he chicken salad before telling me “No with these glasses I look like Velma from the Scooby gang.” Knight comes and sits next to her and says, “I like Velma Daphne is annoying.” She blushes and I ask where Bryan is “He’s trying to get into Hannah’s pants” Bryan comes up and tells Knight to shut up. “I was not she wants tutoring in Biology” we all giggle but then Bryan gets out his notebook about the mine tunnels.
I tell them about my dream “Seeing the floors shake it could have been what my cousin calls a backdraft. If the fire started in one end because of the oxygen it got carried into the tunnel below that bathroom and spared from there.” After lunch we sneak into the building and go see the area where the old bathroom was. We find a classroom and the door is unlocked. After I went in, I felt the presence of the boy I first saw. “The fire was hot and fast we all smelled smoke and it smelled like cleaner.” Telling him in my mind “think it was Ether maybe used in the mines, but I am not sure.” He tells me about the rumbling when we are interrupted “Hey what are you four doing in here its lunch time outside.” I tell everyone “Yeah outside buy the grass “and everyone follows me outside.
Once out at the grass I get everyone up to speed “Alright Scooby Gang here is what the boy now I know his name Jimmy Dawson.” I told them what he said in the class but then he pops up next to us to ask about the school now “It look different” I look around and gather everyone near me, so it looks like we are having a conversation.” It got rebuilt after the fire, Bryan when the wing was built over the old bathroom and theater area.” Bryan scrolls through his notes and tells us “In 2003 before that it was all portables and theater were held over at the community center.” Bell rings and we get to class but before that Knight asks Mai to prom, “Really you are asking old four eyes” I ask Mai why no contacts and she says, “Mom and Dad work hard at the church but with my astigmatism no contacts except out of pocket.” Bell rings and it’s time for class, “See you after school Bea” Bryan says. I forgot we were going to learn some more dance lessons no one knows, not even Knight.
Once I get my homework done and Bryan sets new clean dishes out, we get out back and practice some steps. “Alright now left, right forward backwards, it’s just a box step nothing to be nervous about.” His Mom puts on some Dwight Yoakam and with Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music… we learn the box step. Bryan is still nervous. Kayla agreed to go with him but she’s on the dance team and he wants to impress, “You have some basics down “but before I finished, he asks to slow dance. “She likes to slow dance and I don’t want to step on toes.” I can only smile it’s so sweet and Kayla is a nice chick, so I pull out my phone and put on Play it Again its slow enough but still has a good beat, “Save us Luke Bryan” he groans but we get the slow dance finished. I scooter past the cemetery and hear some men speaking Chinese I guess; I shall ask Mai what some of this means. Getting ready for school I looked up some words that I could identify by sheer luck, and one was Zai xiuxi it means at rest so hopefully Mai can put the rest together. “Good morning, Grandma Dee where is Mom?” Grandma says Mom went to work early so she can be home later to go shopping for Prom dresses. My turn to groan “I don’t even have a date, and no one is jumping at the chance to ask the weirdo out.” Grand ma feeds me some bacon and eggs, “You are not weird and there is still time baby.”
“Good morning, Scooby Gang, up for an adventure at lunch” Bryan was especially chatty today. We all nod and agree to meet by the back gate after the bell rings. Walking to my second period class Jim appears and tells me “Be careful young lady those tunnels are still dangerous, not safe.” I ran into the door frame and some boys chanted “Weird “so now it official. Lunch came around and Mai is jazzed she also confirmed that the men might be saying in Mandarin we are not at rest “which makes since because I bet, they just buried them, and they did not get any dignity. We see the boys and Bryan shows us his big surprise. “Check this out see those old looking barns, well they are entrances to the mines, look I took pics off dad’s maps.” We looked through them and yes, they did have an entrance because the operations were near here. “Great find maybe we get down there and solve this because there are some restless souls here and I can help them move on.”
We group text about going to the tunnels and agree Mai can spend the night and the guys will meet us at the entrance. Logistically we will figure out how to get there. Friday comes around and Mai gets in the car with Mom and I. “Its nice to see you Mai we will get pizza and wings for dinner tonight since it’s a sleepover.” Mai and I agree and set up the air bed for her “Okay girl spill any dress yet and what do the rents think.” She tells me they like Knight, but his look concerns them, and she has told them many times he does not worship the devil. After dinner Mom leaves for work and an hour after that Grand ma Dee is driving us to the old barns “Look I am responsible for you too and the boys I guess so don’t go to far in and here’s some flashlights.” The boys show up on bikes and are a little worried about Grandma “Don’t worry she just drove us she heard us talking and didn’t want us to get hurt.” All three of us walk carefully inside and already I can see the commotion from that day. Turning a curve, I stop everyone and listen to a man talk about a charge. “The charge was to short dam foreman was a cheapskate the bang was instant” I scream and fall backwards thankfully everyone caught me. “No one stood a chance this was no accident that foreman did this because of money there was no more, and it was finish or not be paid, so he tried to speed things up with more dynamite.” The janitor wasn’t at fault as the mining company was.
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I tell them about my dream “Seeing the floors shake it could have been what my cousin calls a backdraft. If the fire started in one end because of the oxygen it got carried into the tunnel below that bathroom and spared from there.” After lunch we sneak into the building and go see the area where the old bathroom was. We find a classroom and the door is unlocked. After I went in, I felt the presence of the boy I first saw. “The fire was hot and fast we all smelled smoke and it smelled like cleaner.” Telling him in my mind “think it was Ether maybe used in the mines, but I am not sure.” He tells me about the rumbling when we are interrupted “Hey what are you four doing in here its lunch time outside.” I tell everyone “Yeah outside buy the grass “and everyone follows me outside.
Once out at the grass I get everyone up to speed “Alright Scooby Gang here is what the boy now I know his name Jimmy Dawson.” I told them what he said in the class but then he pops up next to us to ask about the school now “It look different” I look around and gather everyone near me, so it looks like we are having a conversation.” It got rebuilt after the fire, Bryan when the wing was built over the old bathroom and theater area.” Bryan scrolls through his notes and tells us “In 2003 before that it was all portables and theater were held over at the community center.” Bell rings and we get to class but before that Knight asks Mai to prom, “Really you are asking old four eyes” I ask Mai why no contacts and she says, “Mom and Dad work hard at the church but with my astigmatism no contacts except out of pocket.” Bell rings and it’s time for class, “See you after school Bea” Bryan says. I forgot we were going to learn some more dance lessons no one knows, not even Knight.
Once I get my homework done and Bryan sets new clean dishes out, we get out back and practice some steps. “Alright now left, right forward backwards, it’s just a box step nothing to be nervous about.” His Mom puts on some Dwight Yoakam and with Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music… we learn the box step. Bryan is still nervous. Kayla agreed to go with him but she’s on the dance team and he wants to impress, “You have some basics down “but before I finished, he asks to slow dance. “She likes to slow dance and I don’t want to step on toes.” I can only smile it’s so sweet and Kayla is a nice chick, so I pull out my phone and put on Play it Again its slow enough but still has a good beat, “Save us Luke Bryan” he groans but we get the slow dance finished. I scooter past the cemetery and hear some men speaking Chinese I guess; I shall ask Mai what some of this means. Getting ready for school I looked up some words that I could identify by sheer luck, and one was Zai xiuxi it means at rest so hopefully Mai can put the rest together. “Good morning, Grandma Dee where is Mom?” Grandma says Mom went to work early so she can be home later to go shopping for Prom dresses. My turn to groan “I don’t even have a date, and no one is jumping at the chance to ask the weirdo out.” Grand ma feeds me some bacon and eggs, “You are not weird and there is still time baby.”
“Good morning, Scooby Gang, up for an adventure at lunch” Bryan was especially chatty today. We all nod and agree to meet by the back gate after the bell rings. Walking to my second period class Jim appears and tells me “Be careful young lady those tunnels are still dangerous, not safe.” I ran into the door frame and some boys chanted “Weird “so now it official. Lunch came around and Mai is jazzed she also confirmed that the men might be saying in Mandarin we are not at rest “which makes since because I bet, they just buried them, and they did not get any dignity. We see the boys and Bryan shows us his big surprise. “Check this out see those old looking barns, well they are entrances to the mines, look I took pics off dad’s maps.” We looked through them and yes, they did have an entrance because the operations were near here. “Great find maybe we get down there and solve this because there are some restless souls here and I can help them move on.”
We group text about going to the tunnels and agree Mai can spend the night and the guys will meet us at the entrance. Logistically we will figure out how to get there. Friday comes around and Mai gets in the car with Mom and I. “Its nice to see you Mai we will get pizza and wings for dinner tonight since it’s a sleepover.” Mai and I agree and set up the air bed for her “Okay girl spill any dress yet and what do the rents think.” She tells me they like Knight, but his look concerns them, and she has told them many times he does not worship the devil. After dinner Mom leaves for work and an hour after that Grand ma Dee is driving us to the old barns “Look I am responsible for you too and the boys I guess so don’t go to far in and here’s some flashlights.” The boys show up on bikes and are a little worried about Grandma “Don’t worry she just drove us she heard us talking and didn’t want us to get hurt.” All three of us walk carefully inside and already I can see the commotion from that day. Turning a curve, I stop everyone and listen to a man talk about a charge. “The charge was to short dam foreman was a cheapskate the bang was instant” I scream and fall backwards thankfully everyone caught me. “No one stood a chance this was no accident that foreman did this because of money there was no more, and it was finish or not be paid, so he tried to speed things up with more dynamite.” The janitor wasn’t at fault as the mining company was.
2023.06.08 03:40 thereseratops What I packed for an 18 day trip to Morocco, California, and Puerto Rico including 2 weddings, a bachelorette, and my honeymoon
Here’s my packing list for 18 days in May/June including 2 weddings, my own honeymoon, and a bachelorette party. I packed both a carry on backpack (REI Traverse 35L in S) and personal item backpack (North Face Borealis from 2014 which I think is 27L), both not completely full. For the variety of events I was prepared for, the fact that I almost used everything more than once, and the amount I experimented with convertible clothing, I thought it might be worth posting even though it’s 2 bags. We did laundry once ~day 9 or 10.
Events I was packing for
Belt bag - worn on travel days and for more active stuff - hiking, camel ride, quad biking.
Crossbody leather purse - worn to wedding events and days out in cities.
Packable backpack - needed on more active days when I needed to carry extra clothes and a water bottle
Zip close laundry bag (came with an Away carry on rolling suitcase)
Toiletry bag with 4 compartments and a hook to hang in the bathroom - full with mini sizes of almost everything I would use at home including makeup, meds, skincare, curly hair stuff, sunscreen, bug spray, etc.
Tech pouch (came with the Samsonite Silhouette 17 tote) - held phone charging cables for USB-C and USB-A, international plug converter, external battery, headphones, and my travel mini hair straightener.
Jewelry case - with jewelry for the weddings and nice dinners. Stored my engagement & wedding rings on the ring tabs on days I didn’t want to wear them.
Travel towel
Water bottle - Wish I had an insulated water bottle instead of my plastic one for the desert heat. Will be shopping for one.
Turtl pillow - strapped in the bungee cords of the north face backpack
Sun hat - folded flat and also strapped in the bungee cords when I wasn’t wearing it
Sunglasses in a case
Tevas Hurricane XLT2 - Worn for most days in Morocco and Puerto Rico. I bought cheap water shoes from Walgreens the day of the waterfall hike because I was worried about traction for rock climbing with open toed shoes, but a couple of girls on the trip did it all in Tevas without a problem.
Croc sandals - I used these functionally as flip flops for inside the hotels/ showers, especially when the Tevas were still drying off after water activities. I wore them out in the city once but they aren’t comfortable for hours of walking on uneven ground.
Sneakers - light pink color, felt like it looked ok when a little dusty in Morocco
Convertible heels to flats - worn as heels for both weddings, worn as flat sandals for both pre-wedding events. Also converted them into flats after dancing at the weddings. Would've worn for a night out at the bachelorette but my flight there was delayed and I missed it.
Packing cubes (not pictured) with all clothes - Eagle Creek Pack-It Original sizes M x 2, S x 1, XS x 1
Lehenga choli - top & bottom that I dressed up with Indian jewelry for the Indian wedding but dressed down as separates in Morocco. Worn with a dupatta - which I also used to cover my shoulders for sleeveless outfits in Morocco.
Convertible jumpsuit - varied the necklines for a wedding welcome dinner and a dinner while glamping in the sand dunes. Worn as high waisted pants with the bra tank for wine tasting in California and for a day in the Marrakech.
Convertible dress/scarf - worn as a shawl for the black tie optional wedding and dressy casual prewedding event, worn as a scarf for a cold night out in chefchaouen, worn as a dress at the beach in Essaouira and for a day out in Marrakech.
Washable silk slip dress - for the black tie optional wedding. Required steaming so didn’t bother to wear again, but packs tiny.
White midi dress - worn once for pictures in the blue city Chefchaouen, thought I would wear again for clubbing in Morocco but didn’t end up getting to go
Plisse pants - worn for airplane, train and bus days because they’re comfy enough to curl up and sleep in
Linen pants - were great for hot and dusty desert days
Sleep shorts
Spanx for under silk and white dresses
Spanx athletic leggings - necessary for cold weather in chefchaouen and hiking in dades
Patagonia R1 - needed for plane, nights in California, chefchaouen, and Atlas mountains
White linen button down - worn many many times over other clothes
Button down short sleeve shirt - just wore once in the desert
Crochet swim cover up
Bra tank from aerie
Workout top from Target - can pass as a tshirt with pants
Modal black tshirt - comfy enough to sleep in
Cotton T-shirt - instantly got sweaty, will replace with something breezier or sweat wicking next time.
White tank
Convertible strapless bra - for the formal outfits
Merino wool bralette - was skeptical on the price but was super comfy and never felt like it got sweaty
Mesh bralette
1 bikini
1 other light bralette, 8 pairs of underwear and 4 pairs of socks not pictured (including 1 lightweight darn tough wool socks)
My backpacks felt overall light and I was fine on uneven ground and stairs wearing both of them. Someone more minimalist than me could easily get this down to 1 bag by traveling with a smaller toiletry bag and cutting 1-2 sandals, 1-3 shirts, and multiple dresses. I don’t regret bringing anything since I take a lot of pictures, so the variety was nice. I had room for food during travel and small souvenirs, so it was overall a success.
My only regret - I forgot my Columbia rain shell which which would’ve easily fit. It was super windy in California and it rained a ton in parts of Morocco. My R1 had to suffice, which is ok in a drizzle but not a downpour.
I hope someone finds this useful!
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Events I was packing for
- 2 California weddings which each also had pre-wedding events the day before - dress codes for the 4 total events were 1) dressy casual in bright orange/yellow colors, 2) dressy casual, 3) black tie optional, 4) Indian formal.
- 12 day honeymoon in Morocco included time in the mountains, desert, cities, and beach. Everything was to be relatively modest and almost everything had to be comfortable enough for plane/train/bus/car travel throughout.
- Bachelorette weekend in Puerto Rico - casual with beach time, city time, and a day of rainforest/waterfall hiking and kayaking.
Belt bag - worn on travel days and for more active stuff - hiking, camel ride, quad biking.
Crossbody leather purse - worn to wedding events and days out in cities.
Packable backpack - needed on more active days when I needed to carry extra clothes and a water bottle
Zip close laundry bag (came with an Away carry on rolling suitcase)
Toiletry bag with 4 compartments and a hook to hang in the bathroom - full with mini sizes of almost everything I would use at home including makeup, meds, skincare, curly hair stuff, sunscreen, bug spray, etc.
Tech pouch (came with the Samsonite Silhouette 17 tote) - held phone charging cables for USB-C and USB-A, international plug converter, external battery, headphones, and my travel mini hair straightener.
Jewelry case - with jewelry for the weddings and nice dinners. Stored my engagement & wedding rings on the ring tabs on days I didn’t want to wear them.
Travel towel
Water bottle - Wish I had an insulated water bottle instead of my plastic one for the desert heat. Will be shopping for one.
Turtl pillow - strapped in the bungee cords of the north face backpack
Sun hat - folded flat and also strapped in the bungee cords when I wasn’t wearing it
Sunglasses in a case
Tevas Hurricane XLT2 - Worn for most days in Morocco and Puerto Rico. I bought cheap water shoes from Walgreens the day of the waterfall hike because I was worried about traction for rock climbing with open toed shoes, but a couple of girls on the trip did it all in Tevas without a problem.
Croc sandals - I used these functionally as flip flops for inside the hotels/ showers, especially when the Tevas were still drying off after water activities. I wore them out in the city once but they aren’t comfortable for hours of walking on uneven ground.
Sneakers - light pink color, felt like it looked ok when a little dusty in Morocco
Convertible heels to flats - worn as heels for both weddings, worn as flat sandals for both pre-wedding events. Also converted them into flats after dancing at the weddings. Would've worn for a night out at the bachelorette but my flight there was delayed and I missed it.
Packing cubes (not pictured) with all clothes - Eagle Creek Pack-It Original sizes M x 2, S x 1, XS x 1
Lehenga choli - top & bottom that I dressed up with Indian jewelry for the Indian wedding but dressed down as separates in Morocco. Worn with a dupatta - which I also used to cover my shoulders for sleeveless outfits in Morocco.
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Convertible jumpsuit - varied the necklines for a wedding welcome dinner and a dinner while glamping in the sand dunes. Worn as high waisted pants with the bra tank for wine tasting in California and for a day in the Marrakech.
Convertible dress/scarf - worn as a shawl for the black tie optional wedding and dressy casual prewedding event, worn as a scarf for a cold night out in chefchaouen, worn as a dress at the beach in Essaouira and for a day out in Marrakech.
Washable silk slip dress - for the black tie optional wedding. Required steaming so didn’t bother to wear again, but packs tiny.
White midi dress - worn once for pictures in the blue city Chefchaouen, thought I would wear again for clubbing in Morocco but didn’t end up getting to go
Plisse pants - worn for airplane, train and bus days because they’re comfy enough to curl up and sleep in
Linen pants - were great for hot and dusty desert days
Sleep shorts
Spanx for under silk and white dresses
Spanx athletic leggings - necessary for cold weather in chefchaouen and hiking in dades
Patagonia R1 - needed for plane, nights in California, chefchaouen, and Atlas mountains
White linen button down - worn many many times over other clothes
Button down short sleeve shirt - just wore once in the desert
Crochet swim cover up
Bra tank from aerie
Workout top from Target - can pass as a tshirt with pants
Modal black tshirt - comfy enough to sleep in
Cotton T-shirt - instantly got sweaty, will replace with something breezier or sweat wicking next time.
White tank
Convertible strapless bra - for the formal outfits
Merino wool bralette - was skeptical on the price but was super comfy and never felt like it got sweaty
Mesh bralette
1 bikini
1 other light bralette, 8 pairs of underwear and 4 pairs of socks not pictured (including 1 lightweight darn tough wool socks)
My backpacks felt overall light and I was fine on uneven ground and stairs wearing both of them. Someone more minimalist than me could easily get this down to 1 bag by traveling with a smaller toiletry bag and cutting 1-2 sandals, 1-3 shirts, and multiple dresses. I don’t regret bringing anything since I take a lot of pictures, so the variety was nice. I had room for food during travel and small souvenirs, so it was overall a success.
My only regret - I forgot my Columbia rain shell which which would’ve easily fit. It was super windy in California and it rained a ton in parts of Morocco. My R1 had to suffice, which is ok in a drizzle but not a downpour.
I hope someone finds this useful!
2023.06.08 03:32 moehoemed Nike Tech CU4 VS Retail
 | Real is Brown, Fake ones are Blue and black. submitted by moehoemed to Pandabuy [link] [comments] The pants are terrible. Both fakes are XL, but both fakes fits more like a mens small. Draw string is very off from real, none have the reflective effect. Zipper placement and stitching are terrible on the fakes. On the blue one tech pants the zipper goes down and wraps around to the front of your knee. Even on someone size S they look so fake. Material quality good everything else is terrible tho when it comes to stitching, fit, and pocket placement Jackets are 2 sizes down but they feel nice. I Wouldnt say its anywhere near 1:1 when it comes to sizing and stitching or sizeing Tldr dont buy CU4 techs there way too off and look pretty wonky Links of real to compare: Brown tech (real): https://www.nike.com/t/sportswear-tech-fleece-mens-pants-0Tg4Xp/DQ4312-063 Blue tech(fake): https://www.nike.com/t/sportswear-tech-fleece-mens-joggers-4x29ft/CU4495-491 Black tech(fake): https://www.nike.com/t/sportswear-tech-fleece-mens-joggers-4x29ft/CU4495-491 Not linking fakes cuz there not worth buying |
2023.06.08 03:29 AmoebaUpstairs2315 Climbing Pants choice: Gamma/GammaLT/Konseal/KonsealLT?
 | Dear Reddit, submitted by AmoebaUpstairs2315 to arcteryx [link] [comments] I recently am very fond of indoor climbing, especially bouldering, and am seeking decent pants for the sport. For the men's pants category there are some names poped out as I searched for the Arc'teryx climbing pants, which are: Gamma, GammaLT, Konseal, and the latest released KonsealLT. Wondering if anyone could give me suggestions for which pair to buy as I would like to have one strechy, durable, and breathable pant. Thanks! https://preview.redd.it/v6hm0tb16p4b1.png?width=1114&format=png&auto=webp&s=5685a036df1f5dd264e583e30cf24a68574cd7b9 |
2023.06.08 01:45 CanadienSaintNk How To Put Female Characters In Game Without Breaking Managements Wallet
Spoiler for those who don't want to read the thought process/reasoning: Put women's voices in and apply them to current character models, just allow players to select between male/female voices, shoot even could pick a neutral voice for non-binary folk. Proceed to develop cosmetics that are 'typically' feminine and add them into the game that can be used by either voice pack...because it's a voice change option only it won't compound future costs.
As a man, I feel a deep connection in mystones, er, soul to the Dwarves of DRG. When a fist is raised in honour of Rock and Stone; those we lost or even the mug in our hands, as a gunner pulls out a missile in a Rich Atmosphere and 'weeeeeee pssshhhhwwooo's it around or an engineer taps a breach cutter zapping their hand, it's relatably silly, I feel immersed in the experience.
However, it sucks that my partner or her female friends might have a less than rock'n reaction to their characters being 'male' even though they would otherwise enjoy the game. Not all of course, there is a large community of females and non-binary on DRG too, but enough to go what the H E Double Management Sticks people.
(sorry I had to pause and laugh at my own P(DR)G-13 joke for 5 minutes)
Moving on; As a man, none of my enjoyment/relatability/immersion comes from how my characters look under their suits because you can't tell. My characters cosmetics bring forward a large amount of pride (my driller looks bada##) but not much related to their gender. The only indication that my characters are male in any armor is the voice and the (honestly negligible) bulge between their thighs. I think most people can understand a 'creating new character models that match with every single cosmetic would double our entire development budget and that would be unreasonable' line of thinking but why go that far? You can't even tell the gender below the armor in the game.
Since most men and women look similar (sans makeup) in the face area, why bother making entirely new models? Add in female voice packs to mirror the male ones used for the classes, add in things that would atypically be female cosmetics (expands the cosmetic section ridiculously), even add in armor variants sans the bulge in our pants (optional since it could just be a terrain scanner and not that you're happy to see a driller join your mining expedition) and give the first armor variant free so people can choose. This isn't a 'cheap' method for females/non-binary, it's realistic. Most girls/women will grow up with lots of facial/body hair and shouldn't be ashamed of it. Furthermore; different body types, skills, behaviours, all the things you're attributing to typically male dwarves in DRG are synonymous with both genders to be honest. Even the very dialogue itself is male/female relatable.
There's even the common fantasy trope that female dwarves grow beards and look like the men. Even i the most recent LOTR's tv series diverted from that, it's still a natural female bodily function-even if not to the degree as the game has with cosmetics. I know many females who would love to have a beard that long for a day to mess around and have fun...and isn't that what video games are about?
So it's just that last little bit of immersion I'm asking for on their behalf (as well as their opinion on such a thing in this thread because i can't speak for them even though i'm trying) with the voice pack and some cosmetics.
note: I recognize adding new armor variants for every class that are distinctly male/female would double things in a lot of ways still (paints, proportions), but you could also edit the original armors so they're more gender neutral...because they are space mining suits that probably don't need to hug the terrain scanner that tight and the chest is already gender neutral. (sorry to whoever spent hours crafting the bulges)
note2: sorry to the people who think men and women don't have similar facial structures. I know, once you see it, you cant go back but at least hormones add some spiciness.
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As a man, I feel a deep connection in my
However, it sucks that my partner or her female friends might have a less than rock'n reaction to their characters being 'male' even though they would otherwise enjoy the game. Not all of course, there is a large community of females and non-binary on DRG too, but enough to go what the H E Double Management Sticks people.
(sorry I had to pause and laugh at my own P(DR)G-13 joke for 5 minutes)
Moving on; As a man, none of my enjoyment/relatability/immersion comes from how my characters look under their suits because you can't tell. My characters cosmetics bring forward a large amount of pride (my driller looks bada##) but not much related to their gender. The only indication that my characters are male in any armor is the voice and the (honestly negligible) bulge between their thighs. I think most people can understand a 'creating new character models that match with every single cosmetic would double our entire development budget and that would be unreasonable' line of thinking but why go that far? You can't even tell the gender below the armor in the game.
Since most men and women look similar (sans makeup) in the face area, why bother making entirely new models? Add in female voice packs to mirror the male ones used for the classes, add in things that would atypically be female cosmetics (expands the cosmetic section ridiculously), even add in armor variants sans the bulge in our pants (optional since it could just be a terrain scanner and not that you're happy to see a driller join your mining expedition) and give the first armor variant free so people can choose. This isn't a 'cheap' method for females/non-binary, it's realistic. Most girls/women will grow up with lots of facial/body hair and shouldn't be ashamed of it. Furthermore; different body types, skills, behaviours, all the things you're attributing to typically male dwarves in DRG are synonymous with both genders to be honest. Even the very dialogue itself is male/female relatable.
There's even the common fantasy trope that female dwarves grow beards and look like the men. Even i the most recent LOTR's tv series diverted from that, it's still a natural female bodily function-even if not to the degree as the game has with cosmetics. I know many females who would love to have a beard that long for a day to mess around and have fun...and isn't that what video games are about?
So it's just that last little bit of immersion I'm asking for on their behalf (as well as their opinion on such a thing in this thread because i can't speak for them even though i'm trying) with the voice pack and some cosmetics.
note: I recognize adding new armor variants for every class that are distinctly male/female would double things in a lot of ways still (paints, proportions), but you could also edit the original armors so they're more gender neutral...because they are space mining suits that probably don't need to hug the terrain scanner that tight and the chest is already gender neutral. (sorry to whoever spent hours crafting the bulges)
note2: sorry to the people who think men and women don't have similar facial structures. I know, once you see it, you cant go back but at least hormones add some spiciness.
2023.06.08 01:29 _Land_Rover_Series_3 Kate Bush Marathon Day #1 - The Kick Inside
So… I’ve recently decided to go through Kate’s discography in order over the course of about a week or two.
Why? Because who doesn’t want an excuse to listen to more Kate Bush?
Please don’t expect any professional/actually good reviews here, this is mostly just going to be me gushing about Kate’s music in a sort of verbal-diarrhoea-esque way.
I think there’s one word that describes The Kick Inside - youth. There’s a youthful exuberance to the whole album - yes, I know that makes me sound like a pretentious wanker - but it’s true.
Starting off with Moving, a tribute to Lindsay Kemp. This is a great opener which really sets the stage. Kate’s melodies do have a sense of movement about them, and this song is no exception. There’s a wonderful fluidity to the song. Great vocal performance, too.
Next is The Saxophone Song. This is a weirder one. I think it’s still good, but it’s not one I play often. I like the chorus and the mad saxophone playing, though.
Kate next does the very normal thing to do, which is writing a song about having periods, as you do.
I like the concept, don’t love the execution. The verses sound like someone doing a parody of a Kate Bush song, although the chorus is pretty good. Probably the biggest dud on the album.
I LOVE Kite. Awesome vocal performance, such a joyful and euphoric song. I don’t get why some people dislike this.
After Kite we have probably the most famous run of songs on this album - The Man With The Child In His Eyes, Wuthering Heights, then James And The Cold Gun.
TMWTCIHE (couldn’t be arsed to type out the whole thing) is probably Kate’s best piano ballad. A genius piece of song and lyric writing. Predictive typing suggested I call it “The Man With The Child In His Pants” which is VERY wrong NONONONON-
Wuthering Heights is perfect. It’s one of the few pieces of music that basically allows me to escape to another world. There’s a lot more to say about this song, but I am not the one to say it.
Why doesn’t Kate Bush write more rockers? They’re always so good. I feel like Kate wrote this about someone she knew called James who was a bit of a prat, or maybe I’m just projecting.
Feel It is pretty good, but really needs more instrumentation other than the piano.
Why does no one talk about Oh To Be In Love? I adore this song. ESPECIALLY that fucking chorus, it’s so good. More pure joyfulness here like in Kite.
I haven’t listened to L’Amour Looks Something Like You in quite a while, and I forgot about how good it is. Seriously, go give it a listen. However, the line ‘sticky love inside’ makes me want to projectile boke over the wall. Ew. WTF?
For some reason, the first time I heard Them Heavy People I didn’t like it that much. I was an idiot. This is one of my favourites from the album now.
Apparently Room For The Life is a call to “go easier on men” but I don’t see that at all in the lyrics. I can only really interpret it as a sort of feminist song, in all honesty. It’s decent. A bit of a weak spot.
What better way to end your album than a suicide note written by someone who had sex with their brother and is now pregnant? Don’t get me wrong, the title track is pretty great, but such a bizarre song.
Overall, one of the best debuts of all time. I just hope that her record label doesn’t force her to quickly release a rushed follow up that sounds like a slightly worse version of this.
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Why? Because who doesn’t want an excuse to listen to more Kate Bush?
Please don’t expect any professional/actually good reviews here, this is mostly just going to be me gushing about Kate’s music in a sort of verbal-diarrhoea-esque way.
I think there’s one word that describes The Kick Inside - youth. There’s a youthful exuberance to the whole album - yes, I know that makes me sound like a pretentious wanker - but it’s true.
Starting off with Moving, a tribute to Lindsay Kemp. This is a great opener which really sets the stage. Kate’s melodies do have a sense of movement about them, and this song is no exception. There’s a wonderful fluidity to the song. Great vocal performance, too.
Next is The Saxophone Song. This is a weirder one. I think it’s still good, but it’s not one I play often. I like the chorus and the mad saxophone playing, though.
Kate next does the very normal thing to do, which is writing a song about having periods, as you do.
I like the concept, don’t love the execution. The verses sound like someone doing a parody of a Kate Bush song, although the chorus is pretty good. Probably the biggest dud on the album.
I LOVE Kite. Awesome vocal performance, such a joyful and euphoric song. I don’t get why some people dislike this.
After Kite we have probably the most famous run of songs on this album - The Man With The Child In His Eyes, Wuthering Heights, then James And The Cold Gun.
TMWTCIHE (couldn’t be arsed to type out the whole thing) is probably Kate’s best piano ballad. A genius piece of song and lyric writing. Predictive typing suggested I call it “The Man With The Child In His Pants” which is VERY wrong NONONONON-
Wuthering Heights is perfect. It’s one of the few pieces of music that basically allows me to escape to another world. There’s a lot more to say about this song, but I am not the one to say it.
Why doesn’t Kate Bush write more rockers? They’re always so good. I feel like Kate wrote this about someone she knew called James who was a bit of a prat, or maybe I’m just projecting.
Feel It is pretty good, but really needs more instrumentation other than the piano.
Why does no one talk about Oh To Be In Love? I adore this song. ESPECIALLY that fucking chorus, it’s so good. More pure joyfulness here like in Kite.
I haven’t listened to L’Amour Looks Something Like You in quite a while, and I forgot about how good it is. Seriously, go give it a listen. However, the line ‘sticky love inside’ makes me want to projectile boke over the wall. Ew. WTF?
For some reason, the first time I heard Them Heavy People I didn’t like it that much. I was an idiot. This is one of my favourites from the album now.
Apparently Room For The Life is a call to “go easier on men” but I don’t see that at all in the lyrics. I can only really interpret it as a sort of feminist song, in all honesty. It’s decent. A bit of a weak spot.
What better way to end your album than a suicide note written by someone who had sex with their brother and is now pregnant? Don’t get me wrong, the title track is pretty great, but such a bizarre song.
Overall, one of the best debuts of all time. I just hope that her record label doesn’t force her to quickly release a rushed follow up that sounds like a slightly worse version of this.
2023.06.08 01:17 SmerpySprinkles My bf’s family thinks pedophilia is okay and I told him if he doesn’t cut them off then we’re over.
My boyfriend (30M)(we’ll call him Sean) and I (31F) have been together for 4 years. We both swear we experienced love at first sight and often say we will never forget the first time our eyes met, both doing a double take and locking eyes. It was like I knew him from another life. Sometimes I wonder if we both simply experienced limerence but I digress.
We are deeply in love, completely smitten. Of course we have difficult times, but our love is stronger than anything I’ve ever known. We get told all the time that people want what we have, we must look perfect which we definitely aren’t. Lol Just passionately in love and too stubborn to let go… Until, his family came into the picture.
He told me about his estranged father (we’ll call him Tandy) being a convicted child molester who SA his two older sisters. I told him there is no way I’ll ever meet him, nor will he be around my son or our future children. He agreed to that without hesitation.
After meeting his mother and step father (we”ll call him Pete) , he informs me that Pete is ALSO a convicted pedophile who SA his two YOUNGER sisters. I told him I can’t be around Pete again and I was shocked he hadn’t cut ties with his mother for this.
He hated Pete, but always made excuses for his mom (we will call her Cara.) and for some reason neither his older or younger siblings cut off Tandy OR Pete. Not the aunts, the uncles, everyone just swept it under the rug. They all think it’s perfectly normal to have dinner with a the pedophile who touched them, sit across from him, break bread with him. This dynamic is beyond my compassion or understanding. They ALL kept contact as if nothing happened.
I tried really hard for the sake Sean, he has such a soft spot for his mom, all of them do, and it felt controlling and wrong to demand this early on. I don’t know what she did to them when she raised them, but every single one of them has Stockholm syndrome. This woman literally abandoned them as children to chase after Pete after she divorced Tandy. They all went to live separately with random family members who weren’t equipped to raise children.
On the occasion the kids did live with the woman, whenever she and Pete would have sex, they would leave the door wide open and keep the lights on. Even if Sean or the other siblings had friends over. Cara would say the door has to stay open when they fuck because “the cat might want to come in”. I am convinced this woman got off on her kids watching/hearing her getting pounded. They’ve said they’ve seen/heard the woman getting absolutely railed daily every time they lived with her. Yet all of them talk about their mom like she is the only victim in this situation. If I had a dollar for every time one of his 5 siblings has uttered the sentence “poor mom” …..
But the more I learned about this family the more disgusted I became. Sean’s older sister (Hailey) shared with me that their parents, Cara and Tandy, used to have sex right in front of all the kids when they were all under 10 years old. On occasion the parents would make the kids sit on the end of the bed when they had sex….. I told the Hailey that is literally abuse, and she heavily disagreed and back peddled by adding “Well they did tell us to look the other way”. As if that makes it any better?
Not to mention, one of his older sisters, we will call her Alicia, is very creepy and has made very disturbing sexual comments about both brothers. Last year Alicia called Sean on his birthday and asked what he’s planning on doing. He replied telling her we will hit the slots at the casino, to which she jokingly pretended to mishear and said “oh yeah big boy I bet you are gonna hit those dirty sluts, get your big dick real deep in those sluts huh!!” Before cackling like an insane witch. It sounded like she was trying to have phone sex. Now Sean is nothing like these people, he’s very sweet, even timid, shy, introverted, quiet, and he doesn’t know how to respond when she talks to him like this and he just kinda laughed and played it off awkwardly, but it didn’t phase him as something out of the ordinary. The other brother Colby is the same way. Very handsome, soft spoken and polite men. All green flags.
I told him that was super inappropriate of her, and he said she’s always been like that as long as he can remember. So I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, like okay maybe she’s just really crass and since they were all practically raised by sex crazed pedophiles she was overtly sexual. Until the next time she called him, and she brings up the fact their other brother (Colby) has gained weight, and Sean joked and said he’s getting fat, and she replied very seriously , her voice sounded like she was salivating, she goes “No, I mean you NEED to see him with his shirt off. He looks like a man now. For real. Like, he looks soooo …. Good and just… so Strong”. She sounded like she was panting like a dog on the side.
Then I find out she’s had this thing about overpowering Sean and Colby, and loved spanking their butts well into their adult years. Always saying they have cute bubble butts and nice bodies.
I told Sean this is NOT normal sibling behavior and he agreed with me that it is weird and she always makes him uncomfortable. And considering Sean can barely remember his childhood and blocked out so much, every fiber of my being is screaming to me that Alicia SA Sean and Colby too. The way she makes him feel so fragile and backs down to her just intensifies that feeling.
As a victim of child SA myself , I know the signs, and I knew there was no way I could be around this woman or anyone else who defends her either, and now I felt the same way about this older sister. This whole family is a mess and I can’t bring children into this situation. And if he needed to break up with me over this, I wouldn’t blame him because I knew this was asking for more than anyone should ask.
I know it hurts Sean and it’s not his fault his family is this way but I literally won’t be around all these pedophile apologists.
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We are deeply in love, completely smitten. Of course we have difficult times, but our love is stronger than anything I’ve ever known. We get told all the time that people want what we have, we must look perfect which we definitely aren’t. Lol Just passionately in love and too stubborn to let go… Until, his family came into the picture.
He told me about his estranged father (we’ll call him Tandy) being a convicted child molester who SA his two older sisters. I told him there is no way I’ll ever meet him, nor will he be around my son or our future children. He agreed to that without hesitation.
After meeting his mother and step father (we”ll call him Pete) , he informs me that Pete is ALSO a convicted pedophile who SA his two YOUNGER sisters. I told him I can’t be around Pete again and I was shocked he hadn’t cut ties with his mother for this.
He hated Pete, but always made excuses for his mom (we will call her Cara.) and for some reason neither his older or younger siblings cut off Tandy OR Pete. Not the aunts, the uncles, everyone just swept it under the rug. They all think it’s perfectly normal to have dinner with a the pedophile who touched them, sit across from him, break bread with him. This dynamic is beyond my compassion or understanding. They ALL kept contact as if nothing happened.
I tried really hard for the sake Sean, he has such a soft spot for his mom, all of them do, and it felt controlling and wrong to demand this early on. I don’t know what she did to them when she raised them, but every single one of them has Stockholm syndrome. This woman literally abandoned them as children to chase after Pete after she divorced Tandy. They all went to live separately with random family members who weren’t equipped to raise children.
On the occasion the kids did live with the woman, whenever she and Pete would have sex, they would leave the door wide open and keep the lights on. Even if Sean or the other siblings had friends over. Cara would say the door has to stay open when they fuck because “the cat might want to come in”. I am convinced this woman got off on her kids watching/hearing her getting pounded. They’ve said they’ve seen/heard the woman getting absolutely railed daily every time they lived with her. Yet all of them talk about their mom like she is the only victim in this situation. If I had a dollar for every time one of his 5 siblings has uttered the sentence “poor mom” …..
But the more I learned about this family the more disgusted I became. Sean’s older sister (Hailey) shared with me that their parents, Cara and Tandy, used to have sex right in front of all the kids when they were all under 10 years old. On occasion the parents would make the kids sit on the end of the bed when they had sex….. I told the Hailey that is literally abuse, and she heavily disagreed and back peddled by adding “Well they did tell us to look the other way”. As if that makes it any better?
Not to mention, one of his older sisters, we will call her Alicia, is very creepy and has made very disturbing sexual comments about both brothers. Last year Alicia called Sean on his birthday and asked what he’s planning on doing. He replied telling her we will hit the slots at the casino, to which she jokingly pretended to mishear and said “oh yeah big boy I bet you are gonna hit those dirty sluts, get your big dick real deep in those sluts huh!!” Before cackling like an insane witch. It sounded like she was trying to have phone sex. Now Sean is nothing like these people, he’s very sweet, even timid, shy, introverted, quiet, and he doesn’t know how to respond when she talks to him like this and he just kinda laughed and played it off awkwardly, but it didn’t phase him as something out of the ordinary. The other brother Colby is the same way. Very handsome, soft spoken and polite men. All green flags.
I told him that was super inappropriate of her, and he said she’s always been like that as long as he can remember. So I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, like okay maybe she’s just really crass and since they were all practically raised by sex crazed pedophiles she was overtly sexual. Until the next time she called him, and she brings up the fact their other brother (Colby) has gained weight, and Sean joked and said he’s getting fat, and she replied very seriously , her voice sounded like she was salivating, she goes “No, I mean you NEED to see him with his shirt off. He looks like a man now. For real. Like, he looks soooo …. Good and just… so Strong”. She sounded like she was panting like a dog on the side.
Then I find out she’s had this thing about overpowering Sean and Colby, and loved spanking their butts well into their adult years. Always saying they have cute bubble butts and nice bodies.
I told Sean this is NOT normal sibling behavior and he agreed with me that it is weird and she always makes him uncomfortable. And considering Sean can barely remember his childhood and blocked out so much, every fiber of my being is screaming to me that Alicia SA Sean and Colby too. The way she makes him feel so fragile and backs down to her just intensifies that feeling.
As a victim of child SA myself , I know the signs, and I knew there was no way I could be around this woman or anyone else who defends her either, and now I felt the same way about this older sister. This whole family is a mess and I can’t bring children into this situation. And if he needed to break up with me over this, I wouldn’t blame him because I knew this was asking for more than anyone should ask.
I know it hurts Sean and it’s not his fault his family is this way but I literally won’t be around all these pedophile apologists.
2023.06.08 01:15 Tag-sibol What could I make/upcycle with these pants (recipient is a young man)?
There is a hole at one of the parts that the fabric connects to the elastic waist. The fly area has a few tiny holes. I have access to both a regular sewing machine and a server.
Thanks in advance!
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Thanks in advance!
2023.06.08 00:55 OkAnswer9725 Porn has ruined my child years.
cw// nsfw, body image talk, rape, csa, cat calling, porn mentions, masturbation, minors touching each other, religious sex shaming, sex (it's literally all about sex.) Sorry if the flair is wrong, i don't really know how to tag it.
My dad always kept these bikini magazines in a bin under our TV. I remember looking into the bins once not knowing what was in there and I saw them. I looked through them and it started a habit of waiting until he left in the morning for work and looking at all the women in the magazines.
Then one day I somehow discovered a porn CD case, it was empty and everything was censored with those little white stars on the "parts" yet I'd still wait until my dad left to sneak the cases and look at the pictures.
I then discovered the CD's and starting watching them. I didn't even touch myself, I just watched. There's only two CD's I kinda remember because I watched them at risky moments. I was a really young child, around preschool to kindergarten age watching porn CDs and looking at women in bikinis.
I remember I got caught watching a video once because I had two CDs playing, one on our portable CD player and one on my big TV.
Then fast forward to maybe 1st or 2nd grade, my Dad got an iPad. I'd wake up in the morning while he was at work and I'd immediately go to play games on it. One day, he left his bookmarks open and there were a couple porn videos saved and some (normal) music videos. I'd always watch the porn, no touching, just watching. Then I learned to search the sites myself and I would just watch and watch every morning. I remember my dad even left a porn tab open once and in the morning when I went to turn on the iPad, I clicked safari and boom, instant porn.
He found out about me watching it because I didn't know how to close tabs and he told me to watch kids stuff and not to watch it anymore.
Flash forward a bit, I got onto Instagram and Wattpad and Quotev at some point (I think I was 11). On Quotev I'd read fanfics about a boy group I liked, most were innocent but some had smut and I'd read it often. Same with Wattpad, in fact I got into roleplay and unfortunately did sexual roleplays. When I got onto instagram I'd search for softcore accounts and hentai accounts and just look at the pictures. I even met some adult men through it and unfortunately had inappropriate convos in dms.
Playing would dolls I would make them strip or I'd have them naked and I'd make them ✂
In second grade I had a best friend and I made up this thing called "sex bets" and we'd touch each other on the bus, we kissed once, and we would flash out parts at each other. It stopped sometime during that year though. We were both young and unfortunately encountered porn.
I made a friend in 2nd grade who was a 3rd grader and we had a sleepover once, she would put balloons in her shirt so it'd look like she had a big chest and she'd fall on me and my friend like they do in anime. We also played with dolls once but instead of normal dolls, we role played sex with the dolls and I also introduced her to this sex game website (it was like horny gamer or something) and she'd play the games all day long.
I also would daydream about sex scenes in class and would look up "girls kissing" or "lesbians in bikinis kissing" on youtube on my grandma's phone without even knowing what lesbians were. I'd remember when YouTube used to have kissing scenes from porn videos and they'd stop and tell me to watch porn videos on the websites and I'd get so annoyed because I thought porn meant poor.
I remember once I went to Indiana to visit my godfamily (mother's best friend) and I met two girls. I played with them for a bit and then we ended up playing charades I think. There was this one gesture I couldn't get, and then they told me the answer and it was sexual. They outright told me that they like sexual things. We were really young at this time too, I was in 4th grade and they were my age or younger. Honestly I was uncomfortable at that time.
I discovered games like IMVU and Moviestarplanet and sometimes I'd do sexual roleplays with people I met on there. I even remember lying about my age so that on IMVU I could see all the adult rooms. I saw someone post a dick pic on IMVU and I saved it to my gallery and my parents found it and took away my phone. They also saw screen shots from porn websites and one day they found my account for when I signed up for a sex story website (pretty sure it was XNXX). They didn't punish me though because I wormed my way of it. I lied and said it was a link sent by someone on Wattpad and they believed it for a bit.
My grandma ended up getting a computer and I would play games on that website on it. She caught me once but I lied out of it. I also watched porn on my other grandmas tablet and she caught me but I lied again. She asked me if I knew what porn was once and I lied and said no because my dad told her that I knew what it was.
I discovered masturbation in 5th grade and would start to touch myself everytime I watched porn. It wasn't everyday but it was like 2-3 times a week. I was so aggressive too that now I can't handle any type of direct contact on my clitoris and I also just found out now that it'd hurt after because my nails were so long and they'd dig into my skin and scratch down there when I masturbated.
I was pretty normal during 6th to 8th grade because I was starting to get actual hobbies and stepping away from roleplay and fanfics and instead talked to real teenagers in Instagram group chats. I remember once in art class these two girls I was friends with were discussing whether I was a top or a bottom and it made me so uncomfortable that I stopped talking in that class completely until well.. Covid.
I was starting to become disgusted by porn and sex yet I'd still masturbate. I even worried I was doing it too often but my hormones would get the best of me. I could see a picture of a woman in a bikini or some boobs and I'd immediately get aroused and would masturbate. I even had a wet dream.
During COVID I started hanging out with teens on discord and this was during the maid outfit craze. I wanted to order one and I even tried ordering this cow lingerie set off Aliexpress and a vibrator because the people in my friend group were 14-17 and they had sexual humor and would talk about how they had vibrators. I even stole my mom's once (I washed it before and after using) I used it 5 times and then quit.
I'd take picture and get jealous of the pretty girls that could wear makeup and had flat stomaches and I'd try to take more risque pictures like them. I was 14 comparing myself to 15+ year olds.. I wasn't even fat, I was skinny yet I had a little baby fat on my belly. During the thigh pic era on tiktok I took pictures of myself sitting in weird positions that show my thighs to send them in discord servers with other teenagers. I even had someone elses body as my pfp and mine as there's but I changed the pfp after a week because I felt so grossed out after sexualizing myself.
Even now I find myself trying to "act my age" and take photos where you can see my stomach or my chest. But I'm only 17, there's nothing with my peace sign obsession. I'd always delete the pics immediately after because I'd be disgusted at the thought of sexualizing myself. I am trying to quit watching porn but it's so addicting and now that I know it's wrong and see others bash others for watching it I still can't help but watch it, I feel shame after masturbating and can't look in the mirror after. I do it sometimes once a week, once every two, at most 2 days in a row when I'm really aroused. I can't even talk or think about sex without getting aroused. I sometimes daydream about sex but only when I'm really bored.
I want to be seen as hot and attractive like other 17 year olds I see on social media but it's not me. I feel grossed out. I like covering myself up. I hate going out and my shirt is so short or my pants are so tight that you can see my butt. I hate wearing shirts that are so low you can see a bit of my chest. I hate reading about sexual experiences people post on Tiktok. I hate when certain people (sometimes even adults) turn non sexual things into things that are sexual. I hate sex scenes in shows. I hate how much music is about sex. I hate sex so much and I hate that I crave it.
My parents also got into the religion that shames masturbation and porn so I used to feel religious guilt but now that I secretly left the religion I don't worry about going to hell for pleasuring myself.
I noticed some weird things about me over the years. Sometimes when I'm doing something and I'm almost done but taking a bit long to finish, like typing this whole post, I get a weird sensation down there, almost like I'm being edged and it makes me so overwhelmed I have to take a deep breath and stop for a bit. I don't have to do anything sexual I just get the feeling.
I recently looked on reddit to see if it'd be weird for me to get a sex toy even though I'm 17. I almost bought one off Amazon but I decided against it because I can't hide it and I'd also be disgusted if I got it.
there are some random things that are coming to mind now:
once when i was 11 i met this group of girls and one of them hit on me and said "you're fine, i wanna tap that" while licking her lips at me and it made me so disgusted I avoided her and walked home by myself. i've had trouble dating girls because I always thought of that and would get so disgusted.
when i had conversations with those adults I sent nudes to one person while being underaged, i forgot about it for a while but now that i remember it i'm REALLY disgusted. he sent me a dick pic in return.
i developed a fear of rape because in the stories i read there would be scenes written and it'd leave me so uncomfortable I get antsy around any men, i can't go outside without my butt covered, I'd have weird intrusive thoughts including male family members, i tried recording (audio only and thru the wall) my parents having sex at night but i stopped because i got disgusted. i'm always on guard when it comes to men, i genuinely fear getting sexualized so i cover myself up as much as possible. i don't even feel comfortable going braless.
when i was a child, i can't remember my age but i was young, i was laying down with no underwear on and my younger sister approached me. i don't know what exactly happened but she touched down for a bit until i stopped here because i felt really really disgusted. and i still feel so guilty about it, i'm glad i stopped it but it never should've happened.
whenever someone talks about how bad porn is or how they'd never date someone that watches it i get a guilty shamed feeling in my stomach every time and avoid the conversation. i know porn is bad, i just can't stop watching it..
I'm so repulsed but I keep watching.. Porn really ruined me and I'm glad I realized it now.
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My dad always kept these bikini magazines in a bin under our TV. I remember looking into the bins once not knowing what was in there and I saw them. I looked through them and it started a habit of waiting until he left in the morning for work and looking at all the women in the magazines.
Then one day I somehow discovered a porn CD case, it was empty and everything was censored with those little white stars on the "parts" yet I'd still wait until my dad left to sneak the cases and look at the pictures.
I then discovered the CD's and starting watching them. I didn't even touch myself, I just watched. There's only two CD's I kinda remember because I watched them at risky moments. I was a really young child, around preschool to kindergarten age watching porn CDs and looking at women in bikinis.
I remember I got caught watching a video once because I had two CDs playing, one on our portable CD player and one on my big TV.
Then fast forward to maybe 1st or 2nd grade, my Dad got an iPad. I'd wake up in the morning while he was at work and I'd immediately go to play games on it. One day, he left his bookmarks open and there were a couple porn videos saved and some (normal) music videos. I'd always watch the porn, no touching, just watching. Then I learned to search the sites myself and I would just watch and watch every morning. I remember my dad even left a porn tab open once and in the morning when I went to turn on the iPad, I clicked safari and boom, instant porn.
He found out about me watching it because I didn't know how to close tabs and he told me to watch kids stuff and not to watch it anymore.
Flash forward a bit, I got onto Instagram and Wattpad and Quotev at some point (I think I was 11). On Quotev I'd read fanfics about a boy group I liked, most were innocent but some had smut and I'd read it often. Same with Wattpad, in fact I got into roleplay and unfortunately did sexual roleplays. When I got onto instagram I'd search for softcore accounts and hentai accounts and just look at the pictures. I even met some adult men through it and unfortunately had inappropriate convos in dms.
Playing would dolls I would make them strip or I'd have them naked and I'd make them ✂
In second grade I had a best friend and I made up this thing called "sex bets" and we'd touch each other on the bus, we kissed once, and we would flash out parts at each other. It stopped sometime during that year though. We were both young and unfortunately encountered porn.
I made a friend in 2nd grade who was a 3rd grader and we had a sleepover once, she would put balloons in her shirt so it'd look like she had a big chest and she'd fall on me and my friend like they do in anime. We also played with dolls once but instead of normal dolls, we role played sex with the dolls and I also introduced her to this sex game website (it was like horny gamer or something) and she'd play the games all day long.
I also would daydream about sex scenes in class and would look up "girls kissing" or "lesbians in bikinis kissing" on youtube on my grandma's phone without even knowing what lesbians were. I'd remember when YouTube used to have kissing scenes from porn videos and they'd stop and tell me to watch porn videos on the websites and I'd get so annoyed because I thought porn meant poor.
I remember once I went to Indiana to visit my godfamily (mother's best friend) and I met two girls. I played with them for a bit and then we ended up playing charades I think. There was this one gesture I couldn't get, and then they told me the answer and it was sexual. They outright told me that they like sexual things. We were really young at this time too, I was in 4th grade and they were my age or younger. Honestly I was uncomfortable at that time.
I discovered games like IMVU and Moviestarplanet and sometimes I'd do sexual roleplays with people I met on there. I even remember lying about my age so that on IMVU I could see all the adult rooms. I saw someone post a dick pic on IMVU and I saved it to my gallery and my parents found it and took away my phone. They also saw screen shots from porn websites and one day they found my account for when I signed up for a sex story website (pretty sure it was XNXX). They didn't punish me though because I wormed my way of it. I lied and said it was a link sent by someone on Wattpad and they believed it for a bit.
My grandma ended up getting a computer and I would play games on that website on it. She caught me once but I lied out of it. I also watched porn on my other grandmas tablet and she caught me but I lied again. She asked me if I knew what porn was once and I lied and said no because my dad told her that I knew what it was.
I discovered masturbation in 5th grade and would start to touch myself everytime I watched porn. It wasn't everyday but it was like 2-3 times a week. I was so aggressive too that now I can't handle any type of direct contact on my clitoris and I also just found out now that it'd hurt after because my nails were so long and they'd dig into my skin and scratch down there when I masturbated.
I was pretty normal during 6th to 8th grade because I was starting to get actual hobbies and stepping away from roleplay and fanfics and instead talked to real teenagers in Instagram group chats. I remember once in art class these two girls I was friends with were discussing whether I was a top or a bottom and it made me so uncomfortable that I stopped talking in that class completely until well.. Covid.
I was starting to become disgusted by porn and sex yet I'd still masturbate. I even worried I was doing it too often but my hormones would get the best of me. I could see a picture of a woman in a bikini or some boobs and I'd immediately get aroused and would masturbate. I even had a wet dream.
During COVID I started hanging out with teens on discord and this was during the maid outfit craze. I wanted to order one and I even tried ordering this cow lingerie set off Aliexpress and a vibrator because the people in my friend group were 14-17 and they had sexual humor and would talk about how they had vibrators. I even stole my mom's once (I washed it before and after using) I used it 5 times and then quit.
I'd take picture and get jealous of the pretty girls that could wear makeup and had flat stomaches and I'd try to take more risque pictures like them. I was 14 comparing myself to 15+ year olds.. I wasn't even fat, I was skinny yet I had a little baby fat on my belly. During the thigh pic era on tiktok I took pictures of myself sitting in weird positions that show my thighs to send them in discord servers with other teenagers. I even had someone elses body as my pfp and mine as there's but I changed the pfp after a week because I felt so grossed out after sexualizing myself.
Even now I find myself trying to "act my age" and take photos where you can see my stomach or my chest. But I'm only 17, there's nothing with my peace sign obsession. I'd always delete the pics immediately after because I'd be disgusted at the thought of sexualizing myself. I am trying to quit watching porn but it's so addicting and now that I know it's wrong and see others bash others for watching it I still can't help but watch it, I feel shame after masturbating and can't look in the mirror after. I do it sometimes once a week, once every two, at most 2 days in a row when I'm really aroused. I can't even talk or think about sex without getting aroused. I sometimes daydream about sex but only when I'm really bored.
I want to be seen as hot and attractive like other 17 year olds I see on social media but it's not me. I feel grossed out. I like covering myself up. I hate going out and my shirt is so short or my pants are so tight that you can see my butt. I hate wearing shirts that are so low you can see a bit of my chest. I hate reading about sexual experiences people post on Tiktok. I hate when certain people (sometimes even adults) turn non sexual things into things that are sexual. I hate sex scenes in shows. I hate how much music is about sex. I hate sex so much and I hate that I crave it.
My parents also got into the religion that shames masturbation and porn so I used to feel religious guilt but now that I secretly left the religion I don't worry about going to hell for pleasuring myself.
I noticed some weird things about me over the years. Sometimes when I'm doing something and I'm almost done but taking a bit long to finish, like typing this whole post, I get a weird sensation down there, almost like I'm being edged and it makes me so overwhelmed I have to take a deep breath and stop for a bit. I don't have to do anything sexual I just get the feeling.
I recently looked on reddit to see if it'd be weird for me to get a sex toy even though I'm 17. I almost bought one off Amazon but I decided against it because I can't hide it and I'd also be disgusted if I got it.
there are some random things that are coming to mind now:
once when i was 11 i met this group of girls and one of them hit on me and said "you're fine, i wanna tap that" while licking her lips at me and it made me so disgusted I avoided her and walked home by myself. i've had trouble dating girls because I always thought of that and would get so disgusted.
when i had conversations with those adults I sent nudes to one person while being underaged, i forgot about it for a while but now that i remember it i'm REALLY disgusted. he sent me a dick pic in return.
i developed a fear of rape because in the stories i read there would be scenes written and it'd leave me so uncomfortable I get antsy around any men, i can't go outside without my butt covered, I'd have weird intrusive thoughts including male family members, i tried recording (audio only and thru the wall) my parents having sex at night but i stopped because i got disgusted. i'm always on guard when it comes to men, i genuinely fear getting sexualized so i cover myself up as much as possible. i don't even feel comfortable going braless.
when i was a child, i can't remember my age but i was young, i was laying down with no underwear on and my younger sister approached me. i don't know what exactly happened but she touched down for a bit until i stopped here because i felt really really disgusted. and i still feel so guilty about it, i'm glad i stopped it but it never should've happened.
whenever someone talks about how bad porn is or how they'd never date someone that watches it i get a guilty shamed feeling in my stomach every time and avoid the conversation. i know porn is bad, i just can't stop watching it..
I'm so repulsed but I keep watching.. Porn really ruined me and I'm glad I realized it now.