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    Coffee t

    January 18th, 2014 at 12:16 pm

    The earliest part of the dream I remember is, well, I was on a school bus wit a bunch of kids and everyone was talking! It was filled, it was almost like a lunch room, or a really large bus. I saw Tad(my crush), me, my friend who is a lesbian (Bri) and a girl at my school that everyone makes fun of in real life (Tay) , And a teacher at my school, Ms Wood! Chad was Talking to Ms Wood about about girls and she wanted to know who he liked, he said Tay’s name but he meant it only to be mean. I was sitting next to bri and ms wood told bri to come talk to Tad because she was pretty. I was telling someone, *(I think Tay) that No, she can’t go because she’s gay, she’s A lesbian, it isn’t going to work. Another things is I forgot my pants ( I didn’t have pants on, but I did not see myself naked) and I remember think about blue jeans that I had and I guess I put them on.

    Here’s another clip of the dream I remember. We were at this place, it was for kids, it was really big. Bri’s 5 year old cousin was with her and it was me And even Tay. 5 yr old needed to use the bathroom and she picked me to instead of Tay, I was kinda flattered. She said she wanted to go the the little girls bathroom, I couldn’t use it because the mirrors and stalls were so small, so I told her I’m gonna use the bigger bathroom, well there was a playground, inside the place and me Tay, and Bri were playin in it, I had no shirt, or no bra on (I’m 14). I was jumping around and ofcourse, my boobs were flopping everywhere. There was a little boy, about 12 and when he saw me his eyes were wide open and is jaw was dropped, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. No one made it a big deal but him, I didn’t care, I was actually flattered that I got such a reaction from him.

    Here’s another clip. I was at home and me and my siblings were watching a show. it was called kate, and it was pretty much about a girl who talked about bras. we thought it was weird at first, but we all agreed that it was educational, not sexual so we watched. kate was laying on the bed and it was supposed to be night time. all throughout the show,her boobs kept coming out the bra she was wearing. the we realized that kate was also a brand of bar soaps and stuff

    the next day i decided to got to the “kate” meetup with some friends. When we go to the door some random guy asked this girl if she was kate, but she obviously wasnt, Kate is white.

    another clip: i was looking outside and the sky moved, fast, the i saw red explosions in the sky. i went to tell my mom and she said the war was starting. then i saw another scene of these cylinder, pill shaped trucks that had dirt and dust all over them and rockets were shooting off from the sides, fast and hard. then i get a first person of how it felt to be in one of the, it was like Mario cart or something and I was on an all dirt highway. the there were a bunch of guys on the highway with plastic yellow suits on and toxic chemical jugs on their backs. one the jug shot off like a rocket, they did, thy were moaning and it sounded so weird. it sounded like it hurt, and the chemicals were having an affect on them. at the end there was some white guy with long yellow gloves on picking up the left over trash and dead soldiers in the chemical fight. It was Fbi ish. the this screen popped up, saying everyone who was involved on the army chose to devote and risk their lives, even if it meant death. I remember thinking why would anyone want to do that, are these soldiers actually prisoners forced to do suicides? then I got a flash of a guy in a grocery story like place, but instead of food, there were these labels with laws on the and a few of them said people in jail could be used in the war.

    Squall Leonhart

    January 21st, 2014 at 12:52 am

    (I’m trying to understand this, and putting all these feelings into words is a little hard for me right now, so I’m sorry if something is unclear or does not make sense)

    I am 15 and a Freshman in high school. Since going through puberty, I have always been attracted to males, like the typical straight teenaged girl.

    Growing up, I was somewhat of a tomboy, and only really began to dress more femininely as of late due to some peer pressure. I wore cargo pants and baggy tee shirts until I was around 13. I just always dressed more butch, and played around with boys. I was (and still am) kind of an oddball, and I’m the kind of person who doesn’t really put a filter on what they say. When I was in second grade I said “I wish I had a penis” and jumped off the top of a slide on the playground.

    I have a few more similar memories, but that one always stuck out. I often have little before bed fantasies, and since around 2nd grade, I always imagined what it would be like if I was born male.

    My family, since I was little, was always sort of betting on me to “turn out to be a lesbian”. I didn’t find this out until I was 13, and then I became very self conscious of how I dressed, and stopped wearing all my gap cargo pants and boyish clothes.

    Now, I am still attracted to guys, but I have this tugging feeling in my brain that I want to be a guy too. I’m kind of hoping this is just a phase, because I’m a teenager and my hormones are out of whack or something, but I don’t know. I still dress kinda butch, and people assume I’m a lesbian, but when people ask me about my sexuality I don’t know what to say. It’s weird.

    I just need someone to kind of talk to about it, and I’m wondering about my gender identity and stuff. I left a lot of stuff out because I don’t want to bore you guys to death with my life story, but if someone who went through similar things can talk, my email is:

    dbsdoom@gmail.com

    Marshal

    January 21st, 2014 at 5:26 am

    Okay. I’m 14. I am currently male. I live in Australia. I’ve been getting these thoughts since the start of this year. I do not really like my body. I wish I were a girl. I hate being a boy. Boys get facial hair (yuck), ge really big (yuck) and get hair all over their chest (YUCK!). I wanna be a woman! I talked to my parents about it and they said that people will bash me and also my brothers if I’m a ‘drag queen’ and that I will have no friends. I think women are beautiful. They have perfect faces, they are great size and they also have breasts. I was thinking of getting SRS when I turn 18 and I’ve looked into it on the internet. I’ve told my mum that I’m normal though to remove the drama. It’s hard lying to her about something this big but when I did tell her for the first time I went to bed in tears. I also think female gender roles would suit me more in a relationship. If I dated girls would that make me a femme lesbian? Also, what is it like going through gender transition? How long does it take. Do you need to take hormones? home long for? Also, how do you remove facial hair once it has started growing (it would suck to have to shave it off) Does my personality change? Would anyone date me? Would I be able to get pregnant? Would I get my periods? Will I grow breasts? Will I be able to lactate? What should I do now? I’ve thought about suicide but I’m too scared of death. I really want to be a girl. As soon as possible. Will everyone hate e if I transition. Does it make me strait coz I like girls. Will people randomly bash me on the street for being trans. Will I legaly be classified as a woman (will i be allowed to go into womens toilets even before I get SRS). Will the hormones make me like men?

    I really want to be a girl, but i love women. Help!

    Rishi

    February 26th, 2014 at 3:50 pm

    please don’t judge me
    im 14 i just go into high school
    and im not sure if im bi, i’ve felt feelings for a girl once but i was younger like 12 or so.
    and i’ve taken just about 30 quizzes and the say im either bi or bi curious but u can’t trust a quiz can u?
    I like guys and all but its just that little part or me that feels different.
    and if i am how can i admit that to myself cause idk how

    ~please no mean answers Im only 14 and im confussed~
    to John TFL
    Im a girl

    Mark

    March 5th, 2014 at 7:22 pm

    The earliest part of the dream I remember is, well, I was on a school bus wit a bunch of kids and everyone was talking! It was filled, it was almost like a lunch room, or a really large bus. I saw Tad(my crush), me, my friend who is a lesbian (Bri) and a girl at my school that everyone makes fun of in real life (Tay) , And a teacher at my school, Ms Wood! Chad was Talking to Ms Wood about about girls and she wanted to know who he liked, he said Tay’s name but he meant it only to be mean. I was sitting next to bri and ms wood told bri to come talk to Tad because she was pretty. I was telling someone, *(I think Tay) that No, she can’t go because she’s gay, she’s A lesbian, it isn’t going to work. Another things is I forgot my pants ( I didn’t have pants on, but I did not see myself naked) and I remember think about blue jeans that I had and I guess I put them on.

    Here’s another clip of the dream I remember. We were at this place, it was for kids, it was really big. Bri’s 5 year old cousin was with her and it was me And even Tay. 5 yr old needed to use the bathroom and she picked me to instead of Tay, I was kinda flattered. She said she wanted to go the the little girls bathroom, I couldn’t use it because the mirrors and stalls were so small, so I told her I’m gonna use the bigger bathroom, well there was a playground, inside the place and me Tay, and Bri were playin in it, I had no shirt, or no bra on (I’m 14). I was jumping around and ofcourse, my boobs were flopping everywhere. There was a little boy, about 12 and when he saw me his eyes were wide open and is jaw was dropped, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. No one made it a big deal but him, I didn’t care, I was actually flattered that I got such a reaction from him.

    Here’s another clip. I was at home and me and my siblins were watching a show. it was called kate, and it was pretty much about a girl who talked about bras. we thought it was weird at first, but we all agreed that it was educational, not sexual so we watched. kate was laying on the bed and it was supposed to be night ime. all throughout the show,her boobs kept oming out the bra she was wearing. the we realied that kate was also a brand and tht had bar soaps and stuff

    the next day i decided to got to the “kate” meetup with some friends. When we go to the door some random guy asked this girl if she was kate, but she obviously wasnt, Kate is white.

    another clip: i was looking outside and the sky moved, fast, the i saw red explosions in the sky. i went to tell my mom and she said the war was starting. the i saw flashes of thes cylinder, pill shaped trucks that had dirt and dust all over them and rockers ere shooting off from the sides, fast and gard. then i get a first person of how it felt to be in one of the, it was like mario cart or something and I was on an all dirt highway. the there were a bunch of guys on the highway with plastic yekllow suits on and toxic chemical jugs on their backs. one the jug sho off like a rocket, they did, thy were moaning and it sounded so weird. it sounded like it hurt, and te chemicals were having an affect on them. at the end thre was some white guy with long yellow gloves on picking up the left over trash and dead soldiers in the chemical fight. It was Fbi ish. the this screen popped up, saying everyone who was involved on the army chose to devote and risk their lives, even if it meant death. I remember thinking why would anyone want to do that, are these soldiers actually prisoners forced to do suicides? then I got a flash of a guy in a grocery story like place, but instead of food, there were these labels with laws on the and a few of them said people in jail could be used in the war.

    morbiusdog

    March 23rd, 2014 at 10:47 pm

    Me and my ex-girlfriend have known each other for a year and a half now. We met on Halloween of 2011. We hit it off pretty good, enjoyed each others company, waited a few months to have sex. Basically, we became best friends. In March of 2012, I found out she was just using me as a ‘cushion’ because her ex boyfriend cheated on her. In early April of 2012, she cheated on me and went back to him. I was mixed with emotions of hurt and anger. During the months that we were together, I spent a TON of money on her. She had no car, and she loved her horse very much, so I would take her to her horse all of the time. I spent well over $600 just in gas to take her to ride her horse.

    I left her alone until late June/July of 2012. She sent me a message via Facebook saying “I miss you, text me some time stranger.” I was a little hesitant to respond at first, but eventually did, knowing that she was still with her ex-boyfriend. I was, or thought I was, no longer holding a grudge.

    We came back to College in August of 2012, she was unhappy with her ex-boyfriend again because he was treating her like shit (go figure). Her roommates were treating her like shit, so I let her move in with me. We became close, but I knew something was wrong. She was acting different then before we split up the first time. She would always cry for no reason, she would never leave my bed; she was depressed. I tried my best to help her get over her depression.

    Fast forward to December of 2012. She had been living with me in my house, rent free, for nearly 3 months now. One night I couldnt sleep, so I decided to find out what really was causing her to be so depressed. Checked her e-mail, checked her facebook. Come to find out, she was depressed over her ex-boyfriend AGAIN. She was sending him messages, saying how bad she missed him, blah blah blah. I was super angry, I told her to get out of my house. Come to find out, that same night, she went back to her ex-boyfriend and slept with him. At this point, I was furious. I sent her text messages calling her names, saying I hoped she would jump off a bridge… etc… I let me anger and emotions get the best of me.

    January of 2013, her ex-boyfriend cheated on her AGAIN. I felt bad for her and let her back into my life. We had so much in common. I enjoyed her company, I loved this girl to death. But, apparently I was subconsciously holding a grudge.

    We remained great friends/lovers for the next few months. I constantly checked her e-mail and facebook behind her back, to make sure she wasn’t playing any mind games with me again

    Mid March – April 15th 2013: We would argue every weekend, I would get angry because I thought she was cheating on me again/ using me/ playing me. I would call her names, like bitch, slut, I said her vagina was a playground. Simply de-meaning stuff. I let my anger get the best of me. She would always deny things, but I was too ignorant to believe her

    April 15th, 2013: We weren’t dating at this point. But I had told her I wanted to be her friend. Keep in mind that I had been cussing her out for the past few weeks. I went over to her house, she had warned me that she was going to be cautious around me, because I had a short fuse lately. I found out that she was on a dating website, called OkCupid. I thought she was playing with my head again, and just lost it. I didn’t hit her or anything, but I cussed her out, wished that she died, wished that she never talked to me again, called her names. Just simply, immature stuff.

    Later that night, I was still angry, and I was drunk (not a good combination). I went to her car and slashed all 4 of her tires. When she called me the next morning, I had denied it and lied to her by saying that I went to Georgia right after our dispute the night before.

    Come to find out, she signed up on OkCupid because was interested in filling out some lesbian desires. I sent her about 40-50 text messages trying to apologize, I offered to pay for the damage to her vehicle, I offered to turn myself into police, and she never responded. She blocked me from Facebook, told all her friends, etcc. She did send me a message the other night saying ‘Stop contacting me.’

    I feel extremely guilty for not only vandalizing her car, but also screaming derogatory terms at her. I feel like I was just holding a grudge against her for what she had done to me before, and just let my emotions get the best of me. She is my best friend and I want to accept her for who she is. Ive been trying to contact her all week, just apologizing for everything, telling her Im going to seek anger management counseling, but she won’t say anything back.

    What can I do to fix what i’ve done to her?

    Muzahid

    April 24th, 2014 at 5:20 am

    This is a fact. Obama is a card carrying member of the ACLU, and the ACLU is suing school districts to require the schools to offer sex clubs (mainly for gay, lesbian and transgender children) to satiate the carnal lust and to placate the raging hormones of student who have not yet reached the age of sexual consent. If promoting sexual activity between children is not bad enough, and since activities in our school systems must have faculty supervision and guidance, why is Barack Obama insisting that our schools turn into perverted playgrounds?

    colingrillo

    May 7th, 2014 at 10:00 pm

    Well lately I’ve been really confused about my identity. I’m a lesbian, I play the role of a guy more. Anyway I wear a little makeup not alot, I wear guy hoodies but yoga pants its kinda confusing lol. See I’m unhappy with my gender but at the same time I don’t want to change. I’ve always been unhappy about it. I see myself more as a guy. When I work out I picture me as a guy having a nice body. I want to cry being a female, but I’m to scared to make the change. I like being a lesbian, I like gay bars/ clubs, idk if I’m just confused. I’m 21 years old btw. And my Gf is suppost “gay” and told me she would like if I stayed a girl cuz guys don’t turn her on! Can anybody please help me

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