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In need for support

I blocked this girl I was seeing/dating in the summer. She was breadcrumbing me for 6 months and kept keeping in touch, but never making plans to meet up. I blocked her. It's been tough because my feelings for her are still strong and I don't understand why I'm so attracted to her. Yet I knew the relationship was toxic and abusive, I was acting like a completely different person with her. This was the right thing to do. I'm just looking for some reassurance that I did the right thing, because I deserve better than her treatment.

I like to be told

I like it when my partner tells me what to do in bed. Not only the unusual or kinky stuff, but the more ordinary parts of our sexual repertoire, too. Sometimes, I wonder if this means I am submissive. But I have no desire, as I've seen described in the dom ads, to wash someone's floors or lick their toilet clean, and I think that maybe I am not really submissive, and it is something else, altogether. But what?


My generations future was sold to corporate interests by Neo-liberal boomers and gen Xers for the left over crumbs of a zero sum pie and a little bit of political power. If being vocally progressive on the social, political and ecological problems facing 99% of the earths population makes a whole generation "entitled brats" then so be it. Beets being part of a morally corrupt, willfully ignorant one. It's like your boi Bob said "Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand. For the times they are a-changin". :)

Are we Hypocrites?

We sit here and protest any petroleum pipeline through our region yet B.C.s number one commodity export is Coal we export 3 to 5 Billion dollars worth a year and it goes out of our ports of Vancouver and mainly to China. None of us are protesting Coal. Coal is the dirteist of the dirtiest of fossil fuels. Thats us baby.


When I was dating my wife she used to regularly do something for me at least once a week. Once we got married this activity will happen once a year on my birthday if I am lucky. I just feel like she pulled the old bait and switch on me.

Ugly Xmas sweaters

Are without a doubt overrated. Why would I fork over so much money for something made real cheap just to wear it only once a year and look stupid?

To the idiots that constantly hound me

About why I hardly answer my phone. When I’m not on shift, I have a life. My life is complicated enough as it is and I really don’t have time for any of this bullshit. Please Fuck off.

not your average honey

I feel like i have you, like i almost finally have you. except you won't commit. I don't know why. other girls? I seem crazy in this unstable and under nourishing environment? cuz your a fckin drunk? I don't know why I'm chasing you or why you wont chase back; I guess you don't like lasagna with feta and roasted red peppers or new sex positions. I know the likely end result, I've done this before and it's over now. ok I do know why I'm doing this again. it's because I'm in a bad position in life, socially and other. And hope is a warm little lie that I just can't seem to throw out. Someday I hope you regret tossing this one, feeble bones!

First World Refugees

Face deep into some street meat after a late night show on Granville a few weeks ago, I was pondering the meaning of life, and it it dawned on me as I watched everyone stumbling around drunk...Vancouver is mostly full of people that have either moved from somewhere else to escape something, or are just looking for a better life. First world refugees.

Can't run this time

I had a dream that I was on a deserted island with hundreds of people. It had been years when finally a huge helicopter came to rescue us. It was lowering tiny canoes with random paddles floating in the water for each of us but when I finally got a boat every paddle was gone and the water was just strong enough that the canoe alone wouldn't take me anywhere. I screamed frantically and people looked back but no one would come for me. I helplessly drifted back to the island and realized my fate. It was somewhere in extreme conditions where the sun could almost burn you alive and there wasn't a tree in sight for shade. I collapsed in the sand as the helicopter faded into the distance, laid there staring into the sky wishing I would die right then and there. Dreams are strange the way they morph into another part, like a new scene in a movie. The next thing I knew I was picking up quarters from the sand. I found $4.75 all together as I excitedly put my head up, I was looking into a vanity putting on makeup. I had found enough money for a beer and was going to go party. My boyfriend didn't want me drinking but I was angry that he was still allowed so I was going to "teach him a lesson". My brother's weird hippie friend came into the room excited that I had found the money because he wanted to buy a joint. When I said no, he tried to rip it out of my hand and the next thing we were wrestling eachother on top of on overpass on a highway. I kicked him and he stumbled over the ledge. I couldn't believe what I had done over $5.00. I looked over the edge but all I saw were hundreds of smashed watermelons. Cars had slid and crashed into eachother. People were laying in blood, dead in their cars and car horns were blaring from people's heads laying on them. I started running as I knew I would surely go to jail for what I'd done. Three helicopters started chasing me. My legs almost couldn't take me any further. I had been running so fast that I couldn't breath anymore. My aunt started talking to me from the sky telling me to stop running and face what I had done. I began crying frantically collapsed in a field where the helicopters moved in on me. I was arrested and taken back to the island. I watched the helicopter fly away again. In real life I woke up sweating and crying. I believe all dreams have meaning. I'm an alcoholic who unfortunately has created a tragic mess of my life. Maybe my soul is trying to tell me to give up drinking. I've caused so much pain and heart ache in my own and others' lives. It's time to face the music and try to fix what damage I've done. I don't want to keep running any longer. My aunt was like my mother. She raised me. Sadly, she passed way in March. I think she has been looking down on me and has seen my life getting worse. Her voice in the sky was so clear telling me to stop running. I want my life to be different.. to be better. I poured the rest of my vodka down the sink. I hope I can do this. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope anyone else struggling with addiction can push through and change their life the way I'd like to. You're not alone.

Thought we cared about the environment

So I'm going to run out and buy an Ugly Christmas sweater that was made by a child in India for peanuts. Marked up sold to my sorry ass and I'll wear it for one night while getting wasted. Yay for sustainability!

Married man wants to be a woman

I want to tell my wife I crossdress, and her to accept me as her girl on girl partner. We would have mutual sex with toys and strap ons. Then we could go clubbing as girlfriends and flirt with men maybe have a threesome with a alpha man who would dominate us both. I want to watch him make her orgasam knowing that he's going to do the same to me next!

Recently found out co worker is anti-vax

I was gobsmacked. Didn’t know what to say. He said ‘so what if my family gets sick, they’re not bothering anyone.’ I didn’t know what to say. What about those in our society who are immunosuppressed because of cancer, or young babies, or the elderly, or the fact that left unchecked, these diseases might mutate into something a vaccine eventually won’t be able to help, or the fact that there have been multiple worldwide outbreaks and deaths from preventable diseases like measles, even AFTER the original BS scientist has been discredited as a lunatic? How delusional do you have to be to believe that “Researching some stuff on the internet” = having a medical degree?!

I hope...

... they legalize assisted suicide for autistic people. I have no friends. I haven't ever. Three decades is enough.

Who did she get it from?

Just broke up with my gf as I found out I now have herpes because she at the time had a cold sore and apparently the same strain that causes cold sores on the face can manifest down there. I’d always thought herpes is something you get from risky unprotected sex and you are completely safe if you don’t sleep around and demand that your partners get tested. Now I’m really sad. I am a pretty, smart, kind, hard-working man that’s always wanted a monogamous relationship and a family, but who’s going to even want to date me now if I say I’ve contracted herpes? I don’t think anyone will care which strain it is, just where it’s come up. Not looking for sympathy, as I understand I could have been more educated about the issue, but I hope reading a confession like this will help some people to be kinder and not perpetuate the stigma around this annoying skin infection.


Candian trivia in a Squamish kitchen

Hey Bronwyn, you were up visiting my roommate last week. We played this circa 1980's...