Thought Catalog


45 People Describe What Vaginas Taste Like

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 10:00 PM PDT

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1. A third armpit.

"On a bad day, it’s like a third armpit."

—ibmcginty


2. A 9-volt battery.

"Like a 9v battery. I’m serious. Not quite so shocking, though."

—Tony


3. Duck sauce.

"One of my old boyfriends swore that the closest taste he could compare it to was duck sauce. Yes. From Chinese restaurants."

—Name Withheld


4. Watery sauerkraut.

"Feels like a warm handshake from the president of the United States…tastes like watery sauerkraut."

—Name Withheld


5. Butterscotch yo!!!"

"Butterscotch yo!!!"

—Wittig


6. The sea.

"It smells like the sea, or like a fresh clam, it can taste bitter and sometimes like nothing at all."

—Zane


7. Sea Salt and Vinegar potato chips.

"I think it tastes like Sea Salt and Vinegar potato chips."

—rocket man


8. Oyster sauce.

"Oyster sauce."

—unrepentant hippie


9. A warm tomato.

"I liken a woman’s taste, at the point of orgasm, to biting into a warm tomato, fresh picked, while standing in the garden, on an August afternoon."

—Dan


10. Bleu cheese and okra.

"Tangy like bleu cheese. Slippery like okra. Musky like bourbon. Fun like an arcade."

—Name Withheld


11. Peachy salad dressing.

"Peachy salad dressing would be the best I could come up with. Tangy, and just a little sweet. The texture is very velvety and soft between the inner labia and generally y’know, skin-like, on the outer labia."

—sonika


12. Aluminum foil.

"Aluminum foil."

—Luriete


13. Buttered toast.

"Buttered toast. But it also varies, sometimes like lemon tart."

—Name Withheld


14. Milk and coins.

"Milk and coins."

—Doc


15. Kraft American Singles.

"Kraft American Singles."

—Jake


16. Pickles.

"Pickles."

—Andres


17. Sweet butter.

"Sweet butter."

—Marshal


18. Fishy if she hasn’t washed.

"Fishy if she hasn’t washed. Wet and slightly metallic if she has."

—Name Withheld


19. Warm apple pie.

"Like warm apple pie."

—James


20. A sweat-covered barbell.

"Tastes like a sweat-covered barbell."

—Name Withheld


21. Mayo and ketchup mixed together.

"It’s mayo and ketchup mixed together. Try it."

—Name Withheld


22. Mashed potatoes.

"Have you ever eaten mashed potatoes? There you go…"

—Name Withheld


23. A penny or a nickel.

"Tastes like licking a penny, or if they’re closer to their period, a nickel."

—MisantropicPainforest


24. Mussels in white wine.

"Things that remind me of that taste:
Lindemans PΓͺche Lambic
Mussels in White Wine
• Oysters on the Half Shell (the sweeter ones, usually but sometimes the saltier/brinier ones)
• Lamb."

—Knlessin


25. Body odor.

"It’s gross, I had a girl (she was 35 and I was 25) basically sit on my face and rub her pussy in my face and it was awful, I got all this… bodily fluid…on me and it smelled like body odor. I don’t think I’ll ever be going down on another girl, unless I really really love her (and she has good hygiene). I don’t like receiving oral sex either, so it may just be a ‘thing’ with me…vaginas are gross and ugly; so are penises, they’re all gross and ugly."

—Mac


26. Pineapples or onions.

"Sometimes it is like pineapple; and some other times like onion; but it is different from girl to girl; and the smell is also different."

—Sojan


27. Cheeseburgers.

"An ex once brought it to my attention that I tasted exactly like cheeseburgers.

Thankfully, he liked cheeseburgers."

—chickygrrl


28. A can of V8.

I was drinking a can of V8 the other day, and about 10 minutes after I finished, I realized that the aftertaste was reminiscent of vagina, so there you go."

—weird


29. Like blood on your lip.

"Have you ever bitten your lip and gotten a little bit of blood in your mouth? It’s got a very distinct taste. Even when a woman isn’t on her period, there’s always a hint of that flavor, among all the others."

—Chris


30. Milky, buttery, tangy, spicy…

"There is most certainly a racial/cultural/diet element to it.

If you have noticed the different body smell of East Asians, Caucasians, and South Asians, well, the nether regions taste like that, just more so….

Caucasian vaginas have that milky/buttery note. Central Asians have a slightly muttony/gamy taste.

South Asians are tangy and spicy…mmmm…

I’m getting hungry, I could really go for some juicy vagina right now."

—Meatbomb


31. Onions.

"I’ve been with 3 different women of Puerto Rican descent, and they all tasted vaguely of onions. Not unpleasantly so, but there was definitely an onion thing going on down there."

—deadmessenger


32. Lemons.

"I always thought they had sort of a lemony taste."

—Afroblanco


33. Musky honey.

"Musky or slightly fermented honey."

—Orthogonality


34. Slightly like cumin.

"I have, on more than one occasion, noted a hint of something that was slightly like cumin. Which is great for both me and her, because I love cumin. I would categorize this flavor under ‘musky,’ but there are other elements, as well: salty, slightly tangy (I think lime comes somewhat close; I don’t buy the battery thing), and mildly buttery.

To my tastebuds, this is a very fine and most enjoyable combination."

—Dr. Wu


35. Dried apricots.

"Dried apricots."

—Serazin


36. It’s blood-light, for the vampire in us.

"There’s a reason it tastes a little like a bitten lip—the liquid is blood that has been filtered by the inner walls of the vagina—so it is clear and slick—and delicious. It’s blood-light, for the vampire in us."

—chupwalla


37. Like the inside of an elbow smells.

"Like the inside of an elbow smells."

—scarabs


38. Like licking an armpit. But in a good way.

"Musky/salty/sweaty/meaty. Basically, like licking an armpit. But in a good way."

—Mike


39. Sour like salad dressing.

"Pennies is a metallic taste, is a blood taste. It can taste sour like salad dressing (vinegar) based on pH. I think that it varies even with the same person. But really not much taste after the initial."

—Ken


40. The small of your underarm.

"I've heard a lot of descriptions—chicken, fish, etc. That's all bullshit. If you wanna know what it tastes like, stick your tongue in the small of your underarm after a mild workout. That's the smell and the taste! The moistness, the sickly sweetness of sweat, the mild metallic taste, even the way it looks when it's unshaved—it's just like pussy."

—Jelly


41. Light vanilla.

"It’s been my experience that most vaginas are thick and salty tasting. My personal favorite. The second type to of vagina produces a thick clear fluid. It’s clean and odorless like the first till dry, then it produces a light vanilla smell. Loaded with pheromones, they are intoxicating to males. Oil glands can be found all over the body but those in the pubic region fuse their scent to pubic hairs. A second pheromone that when combined with vaginal fluid, can produce a most unwanted affect. The continuous undeterred affection, or pursuit of a unwanted one-time lover, or former spouse. This also explains the vanilla perfume craze of the previous three years. I’m so very happy not to sample the odor of well-groomed…

The third and final flavor of healthy vagina is a lightly pungent taste and tangy smell. This type of vagina will produce a fishy smell after a vigorous day of sex…."

—Jeff


42. Like tuna.

"It tastes like tuna and feels like a bowl of salt and vinegar chips. Sometimes vice-versa."

—Name Withheld


43. Like an open wound.

"Inside of your cheek is a pretty good way to describe it. Imagine a tight and firm entrance but once inside it’s pretty close to two cheeks pressed firmly together. The taste, on the other hand…leaves something to be desired. Tastes like what you would think an open slit between a girl’s legs would taste like. Like an open wound without the blood (hopefully without the blood). One that sweats every day and expels dead eggs every month, pee also comes from the same area and surely runs through the money pit."

—Name Withheld


44. It tastes like animals fucking somewhere in the woods under a full moon.

"It tastes like the color red.

It tastes like animals fucking somewhere in the woods under a full moon.

It tastes like want and desire poured over warm skin, something rough, something soft, something salty.

And of course if you’re in love, it tastes like a secret door that is open, where everything that is good in the world is hidden.

You taste wine or meat or cheese, but when you mouth is between her legs, there’s a different kind of hunger that taste doesn’t cover."

—Brandon


45. Musky body odor.

"I have tasted a fair few and the general consensus I can give to you through my experiences is most women taste a little salty down there (much like sweat) and the aroma is musky with the slight scent of body odor!

Though my description doesn’t make it sound all that appealing, trust me, it is….Remember we are human beings and deep down we work on the same instincts (Males are attracted to female pheromones and vice-versa)…

Personally I enjoy going down on a girl that I’m with and it’s not weird for me at all. All he has to do is basically tickle/massage your clit with his tongue and lips for you to feel pleasure from this experience; it’s not as if he has to bury his mouth deep into your pussy and never come out for air…

Of course diet and hygiene plays a huge part with how you both smell and taste down there, so just like men can drink pineapple to make their cum taste sweeter, there are similar methods for the girls.

So tell your man to either get over it or go and find yourself a new one who will satisfy your needs.

I know it’s a major turnoff when a girl won’t go down on me so I can see why this is a problem for you."

—Rusty TC mark

26 People Reveal The Most NSFW Shit That Went Down At Their Workplace

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 08:00 PM PDT

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1. Couldn’t stop having sex at work

Worked for a trucking/delivery company one summer. A woman got fired for,… well,.. I guess you’d call it nymphomania. She would disappear for 20 minutes pretty often without a good explanation.

She got caught having sex at least 4 times that I know of (once with a customer in the bathroom, 3 times with the drivers in their trucks.) She was warned in writing to stop having sex while at work. She just couldn’t do it, the last time both she and the truck driver got fired on the spot.

2. Wait, both people in this story suck.

A while back I worked at a company of about ~300 people. One of the guys I worked with was convinced another dude in the department next to us jerked off in the bathroom. So he watches the dude all night until it’s like 2:00 AM (night shift) and he finally goes to the bathroom. He followed jack-offer into the bathroom, stands up on the toilet with his phone and records him.

He was jacking off. The guy showed HR the next day and they were both fired. They were both pretty stupid.

3. Boss getting it on

Boss bangs receptionist. Wife finds out. Wife says “either she goes or I go.” Boss pays receptionist $50k to leave so she wouldn’t sue for wrongful dismissal.

6 months go by… boss hires a wayyyyy hotter receptionist just last month. Now we wait…

4. Jerkin’ it in the break room

I managed a retail store, hired a new kid, and it was just me and him there one afternoon. He asked to go to the back while we were slow to make a call. He was back there about 10 min and Stacy came in early for her afternoon shift…walked to the back room and came out horrified.

I went back, and caught him on the phone jerking off. Fuckin kid called a phone sex line and was having a wank at the break table. After i had to fire him, he called me relentlessly begging for his job back.

5. “Goodbye and I had a lot of sex”

A guy quit and sent a company-wide farewell email detailing all the places he had sex in our office buildings. In pretty graphic detail. The IT department removed it from the servers but I assume someone saved it somewhere.

6. We didn’t expect the video to be THIS

I once worked for a well known computer company in one of their fancy stores. One of my co-workers was helping a nice lady with her computer problems one day.

She was about 40 and she had her BF with her. Picture a well built guy with long hair. The strange thing about him was that his face was a pulp. When they came in, it look like someone had taken a shovel to his face the night before.

Anyway, my co-worker is getting along with them and helping them with some simple problems. All jokes and laughs with both of them. But there was one last thing! She was confused about something to do with video. My co-worker sees a video file on the desk top and asks if it’s ok to show her. With out thinking about it, she says yes.

Well, it was a home movie of her getting railed by Old Shovel Face. Loud and proud, banging away on film. My co-worker got it shut off, but it was obvious that many people knew what they heard and a lot of people saw it on the screen. The guy thought it was hilarious and the lady basically bolted out of the door.

7. Blood everywhere

I worked at a gym that would do anything to sign up new members. As part of the out-reach promotions, members of the sales team would regularly head out into the city to hand out free one-day passes, with the hope of converting them once they had their details on file.

One day a homeless guy comes in with a pass. We couldn’t say no and he headed inside to use the showers — fair enough. The changing rooms were checked hourly, as were the showers; and it was during these checks that a member of my team noticed blood trailing into the shower gutter. On checking, the homeless guy had taken his opportunity of a free shower to treat himself to a DIY pedicure, as he sat carving the hard skin off his feet with a razor blade.

8. Bathroom fun

Four legs in a stall and another dude in the next stall was bending and masturbating to whatever he could see.

9. Banging the new cashier

Coworker found the (married with kids) boss banging one of the cashiers in the safe room. He was late 40’s. She was 18.

10. “He pissed all over the case!”

I used to work in a Cinnabon at a mall. One evening a guy walked up to the front counter, whipped his dick out and started pissing all over a glass display case, smiling like an idiot the entire time, then tried to deny what he’d done and order a drink.

Like, most mall food places the front counter was the front of the store so this was happening out in the midst of all the mall’s foot traffic, though I should probably let everyone know we weren’t in the food court. The guy got arrested, in case you were curious.

11. The presentation was a porno!!!

I work at one of those hipster co-working spaces which is also the host to an assortment of programmer meet-ups in town. One evening during a meet-up, this guy just finished his presentation and we were transitioning to the next speaker. Shortly after she comes up, some hardcore interracial pornography starts playing on the TV that the AppleTV was connected to.

The previous speaker had been using it for his slides or something, and once he sat down his phone was still connected to it I guess (not exactly sure how apple tv works). Apparently his “brother” sent him a link to a video in text and he clicked it and it just automatically started playing on the TV in front of about 2 dozen people. He promptly stood up and unplugged the TV from the wall and left the room. He came back shortly after apologizing with some shit like “my brother is such a dick.” It was hands down the most cringe-worthy moment of my life.

12. Charged sex toys to company credit card

The girl who had been writing sex toys and other stuff off as expenses and used them with her customer was a good one. She unsurprisingly went to work for that customer after she got fired.

13. Milk brings all the girls to the yard??

Co-worker banging girl from produce in the dairy cooler thinking the shelving would hide the deed. Store manager was not pleased when he got the complaint.

14. LOL

So at my last job, every year they would throw a mini party for all employees who had been there for 5+ years. This year, they got a cabin in a small mountain town and took everyone for an overnight adventure. Well of course, part of the adventure was a bit of partying.

It’s no secret that the CEO is somewhat of a pot head, so no one was surprised when a batch of pot brownies made it to the cabin. But no one ate them.

The next day, they all return to the office and all the leftover food was spread out in the office kitchen so the rest of the company could enjoy some snacks. Well, someone didn’t realize that they were “special” brownies and set them out. One of the designers cut himself quite a large brownie and ate it.

The CEO realized what happened and removed the batch from the kitchen, then went on a search around the office in hopes of stopping whoever had taken the brownie. It was too late. The designer was totally ripped and spent the rest of the day eating snacks and coloring in a coloring book.

15. Too much flashing 

One of my coworkers often would pull up her dress and flash another girl in the office for fun. One time she decided to do it in the copy room just as the owner of he company walked in.

16. Lots of people get head in the freezer

My buddy got his dick sucked in the meat cooler by the floral shop girl.

17. Want some fries with that?

Multiple BJs in various stages witnessed from drive-thru payment window.

18. Slippery when wet?

This girl sucked and fucked multiple people in the bathroom, she finally got caught and fired.

She would put up a maintenance sign up and went to town.

19. Doesn’t sound legal…

There was so much, but I think the one that takes the cake is my manager, who was 30 or so, was caught by my then boyfriend dry humping a 15 year old in the office.

20. Human Resources is grabbing my dick

HR lady grabbing my junk under the table at company picnic. Move her hand and look over and she is doing the same thing to my boss on the other side of her. She may have been slightly intoxicated.

21. What about freezers turns people on??

Girl gave a blowjob/handjob to one of the guys in a cooler. Both were employees.

She later took her department manager to the spot and showed him where the other guy had come on the ground. I think she was trying to proposition him with the same.

I only heard about it a few days after the fact. Neither of the two were fired, though one of them probably would have been if the girl didn’t quit.

22. The thrusting was too loud

Secretary got caught having sex with an intern in a room where we kept all the filing cabinets. They had started so fast that the secretary had left one of the shelves open and she held onto it to “stabilize” herself. The pair got so excited at one point that the intern quite literally pelvic thrusted her so hard that the secretary slammed the shelf closed with her body while her fingers were still in the shelf and broke most of her fingers.

The resulting scream is how we all found out.

23. Psycho photos = you’re going to jail

I work in a photo lab and I’ve seen child porn and animal abuse. The good thing is that in order to send in your photos to be printed, you need to enter your first and last name and phone number. Every last one of these people got arrested after my department reported the photos.

24. Didn’t catch anyone stealing tools…

Worked in Loss Prevention for years and once while working at a Distribution center I was tasked with figuring out who was taking tools from the Maintenance closet (really more like a maintenance room). So I install two pin hole camera’s and wait.

In just over a week I capture the Maintenance Mgr’s secretary and one of the maintenance men getting it on in there and another clip of that same maintenance worker jacking off into a paper towel and leaving it on the shelf. Totally grossed me out. Too bad I never caught anyone stealing tools.

25. There’s a surprise ending here:

Checked the answering machine. Call from co-worker. She buttdialed the office answer machine. Apparently in the middle of sex. She comes in and we start ribbing her.

“So how is your husband doing! Pretty happy?”

“Oh yeah, he went down to St. Louis and saw the ball game last. He’s on his way home about now.”

Turns out, she didn’t know she butt dialed us during sex. When we tell her about it, she begs us not to tell her husband. She was having sex with his brother.

26. Wut?

Someone at my work ,dead serious, tried to convince me to let his dad impregnate me. When I told him no he cried hysterically and then later asked his dad ANYWAYS to have a baby with me…I’m a preschool teacher. TC mark

26 People Share The Real Life Terrifying Run-Ins And Close Calls That They Can’t Forget

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 07:00 PM PDT

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1. Hello?

When I was in my early 20s, I was fresh out of the closet and lived in the French Quarter. I started getting hangup calls from someone (presumably a hookup).

After a few months of sporadic calls, someone showed up outside of my window at around 2 AM and started blasting a tape recording of me saying, “Hello…? Hello….?” then drove off.

Peemster99

2. Early Dismissal

When I was in third grade, I remember getting called to the front office to be dismissed. I ALWAYS knew when I would be getting dismissed before hand so this caught me off-guard. Maybe my mom was going to surprise me with a day off? Maybe?

Anyway – I get about halfway to the office and my teacher comes up behind me screaming at the top of her lungs to get back in the classroom NOW! And grabbed my arm super hard (which I understand now as an adult) and drug me back into the classroom. I thought I was in trouble. … She immediately slammed the door shut behind me and locked it, then flipped the lights off. I’m so very, very confused.

The classroom phone was lying on her desk instead of being hung up on the wall. She whispers into the phone that I’m officially back in the room and in lockdown. Then an announcement over the schools intercom informs the entire school that they need to be in lockdown and that all students need to RUN back to the classrooms. Queue silent panic.

….long story short. Some random guy tried to dismiss me from school to kidnap me. We don’t know who he was or anything about him. My mother was immediately called to dismiss me after being phoned about the incident. She had to show her license and walk all the way to the classroom to physically walk with me. Three days after this event (happened in a Friday) we had full photo name tags for ANY non-student (aka an adult) who wanted to walk through the office doors. You had to give your license #, scan a copy of your license, take a current pic to be printed on a temp badge, then be cleared to enter the actual building by scanning the photo-ID temp badge.

Makes me sick to think about. I now have a three year old daughter who I am slightly nervous about sending to school in a few years. Fortunately school security is way more amped up than when I was in school back in the 90s….

TheTaylorSomebody

3. Tragedy At The Ski Lift

A person was shot in the head three feet away from me in the spot I was standing not 5 seconds before in queue.

I was skiing with a group of my friends, and I let a family take my spot in line because it would have fit the lift exactly at 10 people. We quickly swapped spots and I turned around to my friends putting my back to the father who now stood in my spot. Then he just dropped. No loud bang or anything, just a thud as the guy hit the snow with blood splattering all over my back. I see his face everyday. . .

We found out later that there was a group of people hunting where they shouldn’t have been, and that it must have been a stray bullet.

Mizuhaootori

4. Sexual Intimidation

When I was 11, my mother and I lived with her boyfriend who I hated. He was occasionally physically abusive to me and was always intimidating. Anyway, when it got super creepy was one rainy Saturday morning. My mom was at work so it was just me and “Rick” home. The phone rang at about 8am and I jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen to answer it. It was my little league coach calling to confirm that my baseball game had been rained out.

I headed back toward my bedroom but had to pass Rick’s bedroom to get there. As I did, there he stood, 6’2″and buck naked. Not wanting to chat with any grown naked man, I averted my gaze and tried to shoot into my bedroom. As I tried to shut the door I felt something block it open. Rick had followed me to my room and stuck his foot out to keep me from shutting the door. He stood right by me, towering over me and asked what the call was. I told him but he just stood there, two feet away, naked and glaring at me for what was probably 30 seconds but felt more like 5 minutes. He said nothing but stared angrily at me.

I was already terrified of him from some violence he had committed against me before but this was different. This felt like a strange, sexual intimidation. Very scary for a young boy. Very creepy. He finally turned around and walked away. Nothin like that ever happened again but I did later learn he had some strange sexual issues. I was left with the feeling that he was sizing me up on a very creepy and unhealthy way. It has stuck with me almost 35 years now.

BodhisattvaJones

5. Parking, At Night

I used to have a shit job at a casino that got me working some pretty weird hours. Some days I would work a normal 9-5, others I would go in at 6PM and not leave until 2 or 3 AM. Not a big deal except by that time in the morning, all the parking spaces around my apartment building would be taken, so I had to park a few blocks away and walk to get to my building. I would park, get my pepper spray and keys in hand, lock my car, and walk the block or two to my building. I never felt like was in any way unsafe until one night when I found a parking space across the street from my building that happened to be in front of a bar.

I pulled into the space and got my keys ready. I noticed a guy smoking in the doorway of the bar, about 5 cars down, but he was looking in the other direction and didn’t seem to care that I was there. I got out of the car and was about halfway across the street before he noticed I was a girl and I heard him yell, “Hi sweetie!” I ignored him, and that must have pissed him off, because he yelled, “Bitch!” I started sprinting to my building when I heard the sound of him running up behind me.

The building I lived in at the time had been built a long time ago, and everything was outdated, including the security system. After 10 PM the doors would lock automatically, and you would have to put a key in the lock and turn it for the doors to open, and it would take FOREVER. I finally got the door opened and had just shut it before he got there and was yanking on the handle and screaming at me.

My skin was crawling for a few days after that.

ChewbaccasHairbrush

6. In The Hotel Bar

I work in a medium sized city hotel, for some reason we seem to attract the weirdos. First story happened to the late duty manager as she was doing her nightly walk around before handing over to the night porter (about 2300)

As she’s walking around checking all the doors that should be closed/locked are, she finds the door to one of the function rooms is unlocked, she walks into the room, the lights are off and as it’s dark out she flicks on the light to check the area. Stood in the middle of the room, in the pitch dark is an older woman, slightly disheveled and crazy hair (Think bag lady) just staring at her. Now this woman has obviously come into the hotel much earlier in the day, or she would have been noticed as she walked past reception and down the hall to the function room, turned out she’d been stood in there in the dark for a good few hours.

DM tells her to leave, she just stares daggers at her and walks out without saying a word.

The second story happened to the night Porter at the same hotel. Following a report that something had gone missing from the staff room one night, we reviewed the cctv tapes the next day.

It turned out that some bloke had managed to get in through an unsecured delivery entrance downstairs and nicked some belongings from the staff room one night, the creepy thing is, having done this, instead of leaving the way he came, he went upstairs, through the kitchen and into the bar.

Now the bar is separated from reception (where the NP spends most of his shift) by a curtain, the intruder then proceeds to spend a good 4 hours just peering through a gap in the curtain at the porter, when the night porter comes into the bar area to set up for breakfast, this bloke just ducks behind the bar and continues to stare at him. Eventually as the sun comes up and the NP goes to the toilet (or wherever) the guy just walks out the front door.

Even just watching the tapes creeped me out. You could see the NP felt uncomfortable just by the way he looked around all night. After we showed him the tapes he said he had felt uneasy that night, but didn’t know why.

We never caught the creepy thief, the creepy lady however does make an appearance every now and again, generally trying some odd stuff, but most of the time we catch her before she manages to scare anyone else half to death.

Serotoninmonkey

7. Ninety Nine Isn’t One Hundred Percent

I was seeing a girl occasionally, friends-with-benefits setup. About 2 months into our fling, I have a ridiculously vivid dream of the girl having a C-Section and giving birth to my son. I can remember holding my son, the feel of his warm, smooth, fragile skin, in this dream. I remember dreaming about looking into his milky blue eyes, smelling his milky-breath as I bent down to kiss him. . . This dream was POWERFUL realistic.

I told her about it. She laughed. She has an I.U.D. in, she tells me, and cannot get pregnant. Phew. Just a silly, albeit realistic, dream.

We have a good laugh at my expense.

Fast Forward 3 months, she’s gained some weight and is having strange bouts of nausea. So goes to the Doctor. She was pregnant, with an I.U.D. (and the use of condoms 99.8% of the time), at the time of my dream.

The doctor says at one point: “Too bad you didn’t play the lottery that day. 99% isn’t 100%.” They remove the I.U.D. – 4 months later, she has a baby boy.

In the delivery room she jokes: At least we don’t need a C-Section.

16 hours of labor later – emergency C-Section.

He turns 1 on April 5th (Just a few days from now).

Pretty awesome – but still creepy.

JaySavvy

8. “I Never Asked For Much”

When I was 13 I used to sneak out of my house and walk around the forrest near home as a means of rebelling against my parents who thought our neighborhood was really dangerous (which it wasn’t). I got to the edge of the forest at probably 1230-1pm and I immediately noticed a really tall lanky man walking around the perimeter but I know it would’ve been impossible for him to see me from where I was.

Anyway, I watched him walk off till I couldn’t see him anymore and made for the forest path which is lit up by really dim orange overhead lights. Started walking and singing “bubble gum bubble gum in a dish” when I saw the same dude from before like 30 feet away standing under the light. Total movie shit, couldn’t see his face really or anything. We both just stood there for a second and he said in a super calm voice, “I never asked for much.” I turned around and started to run and looked back and he was stepping into the trees. True story, cliches and all.

ssramsey513

9. We Both Got A Bad Feeling At Once

My friend and I were walking home together from a party and I was extremely under the influence while she was my sober mama. The main street we normally used was blocked due to an accident so we walked down a random dark residential street. Two guys walking in the opposite direction walked right past us. A few steps later I get the most intense gut feeling and my friend and I at the same time turn to look at each other and then behind us. We see those two guys sprinting now in our direction. Never have I bolted that fast while being drunk in my entire life. We get to the end of the street and there were lights and a cop car. We looked and the guys had slowed and stopped. We also immediately ran into two old friends from high school. Guardian angels man, thank god.

Ohyouknowthatone

10. I Still Remember Him Slowly Swimming Toward Me

When I was 11, I was at the beach. I realized a sketchy guy was sort of following me around. Everywhere I went, he was about 20 feet away just kind of glaring at me. He was probably in his mid 30s, your average, bearded creeper from the early ’90s. I realized something was wrong when I got separated from the friend I was with and jumped into a little tide pool that had a “rip” effect going. The guy jumped in on the other end and I was getting dragged toward him. I can still remember the dude’s slow, deliberate frog stroke as he got closer and closer. I had a huge surge of adrenaline and managed to claw my way out of the water. I took off running, screaming for my friend. It was a pretty busy day at the beach, and I imagine a grown man sprinting after a kid would have raised eyebrows. I stuck like glue to my parents until we left. That guy probably would have made furniture out of my skin.

Calkky

11. My Sister The Sociopath

I was 4, my sister was 6. She takes me to our front porch and says “I’ll race you to the other side of the street… Ready, set, GO” I Ran. I heard tires lock up and look to my right and see a plume of white tire smoke, he stopped about 5 meters from me. I will never forget the look on the driver’s face (I’m 39 now). I look back to the house and my sister is still in the same spot on the porch, smiling. Bitch. Needless to say, she is a sociopath and I haven’t seen her in over 10 years.

electricdingaling

12. Whispering And Then Nothing

It wasn’t me but my dad was heading back to Lancaster, Ca where we lived, from Vegas. I was only a baby. So he was between the Antelope Valley and Victorville. He stopped to pee on the side of the road in the pitch black middle of nowhere. He said he started to hear whispering. Then suddenly an overwhelming wave of fear hit him. He isn’t prone to fear but he said he pissed on himself trying to get back in the car. That it is the most scared he has ever been, that as he started driving his heart was slamming in his chest. When he got home my mom and grandmother were freaking out as it was now 5 AM. He left Vegas at 8PM, it should have been a 3ish hour drive since there was no traffic. So he lost hours of time and no idea what the fuck happened.

tehgreyghost

13. The Horror That They Did Absolutely Nothing About It

This happened in the mid 60’s. We lived on a dead end gravel road with out any street lights. It must have been summer because the front door was wide open with only the screen door closed. It was after dark and the whole family was in the living room watching TV. The “whole family” included both of my parents and my two other siblings.

My attention was taken away from the TV show to the sound of a car slowing coming down the road and a woman inside screaming the most blood curdling scream I have ever heard, before or since. I’m sure none of us decided to get up and look out the door, we were just there and looking in no time flat. The car had turned around and was parked facing down the road the way it had come in, no lights on inside or out. It was an older model car that looked very much like this one except it was painted black or another dark color.

The screaming just went on and on. My heart was pounding and I couldn’t catch my breath. Finally my Mother moved first and turned on the porch light. A long moment later the car started to slowly drive off on down the road. She continued to scream as the car drove out of sight.

At this point, my Mother shut off the front porch light, and everyone just went back to their places and sat down. No one said anything. No one did anything. I couldn’t believe my parents weren’t going to DO anything. No one ever spoke of it again. That’s the creepiest thing about that night. Not the spooky car with the screaming woman, but my zombie parents with no reaction to a nightmare in their front drive.

RunAMuckGirl

14. *Knock, Knock*

Econo Lodge in South Carolina. People were knocking on our windows at night, then on the other side of the walls. My mom built a barricade on the door and called the cops. Took them 25 damn minutes and when they got there they said nobody was there, we left and went to a nice Holiday Inn. I was 10 and it was just awful.

joshmcd13

15. Who’s Scared Now?

Stayed home from work one day and was cooking around lunch time. Heard a knock on the door and quietly checked the peephole. Didn’t know the guy so I just went back to cooking. I start hearing these weird noises at my door and can see the top of his back when I checked the peephole again. I stroll over and grab my nightstand 40 cal. Walk back to the front door and just swing it open violently when he got it unlocked. With my pistol by my side I calmly ask him “can I help you” and he does a full backwards summersault down the stairs and ends up running off with a serious limp. I’ve seen him in the park twice prior to me moving a few months later (he would avoid eye contact and bolt).

Mackelkewl

16. Only One Way Down

Visited my folks’ mausoleum to pay respects. Weekend. Clear weather, about 9-10 in the morning. It’s an outdoor one, two stories, U-shaped, built around a courtyard. Open side to the north. Parked about 50 yards away. Glanced up as I parked and observed a male, dressed in a black suit, white shirt, I think black tie, looked Hispanic, clean shaven, early to mid 30’s. He walked toward a sink/cutting station in the NW corner of the second floor, where my parents niche is, then pivoted and walked back south out of my line of sight because of the layout. [Probably about ten feet on the second level was visible from where I parked.] I turned to pick up my flowers from the passenger seat then immediately exited the car. Walked the 50 yards and up the flight of stairs– and no one there. After paying respects I confirmed the stairs were the only way down.

RedolentRedo

17. More Than Just A Thief

I was 11 and living in the States. My parents and I lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood. One day my dad noticed a lawn chair had been dragged through from outer back garden to the front at my parents window. The sealing of the window had almost completely been removed. Basically someone had meticulously taken the time to take the sealing out of a window in order to pop it out. Turns out the week prior a neighbor’s house had been broken into, so we chalked it up to someone trying to steal our shit.

Over the next month, things like this kept happening until eventually my mother was being driven so crazy by the idea of someone being this desperate and not getting caught that she ended up staying in the guest room near the front of the house with a golf club handy.

The night we caught the fucker is still so vivid. I was up watching late night cartoons as a lot of kids do when my dog started growling so low and deep I started to freak the fuck out. I’d never heard something so menacing before and I instantly knew that somethings was wrong, every hair on me stood up. He was staring straight ahead at my window where the blinds were drawn, but it was as if he could see someone right through them. Next thing I know, I hear my mum scream at the top of her lungs, “CAUGHT YOU NOW FUCKER!”. As any smart 11yo would, I ran out of my room as quick as lightening to see my mother busting out the front door and chasing this asshole down our little suburban street with a golf club. Obviously the guy was too quick and got away.

The police were called and within the next 20 minutes, the guy was in the back of a police cruiser. My mum was called out to identify him and as she confirmed he was the right guy, the officer who had entered his name into whatever system they used turned to his college and said “Registered sex offender on Parol”. I was old enough to know what that meant. The next day my mum did her research and found the guys name/history. Turns out he was in jail for previously raping a 12yo girl. The guy wasn’t just trying to steal our possessions, he was a fucking child molester. She later spoke to a friend who lived 3 streets away from us; turns out she’d been given the piece of paper that said he had moved into their vicinity. The entire experience is still quite surreal to me. All those what-ifs hung around for a while, but we didn’t let the bad vibes get to us too much knowing the guy had been thrown back in jail.

KandiKrocodile

18. A Child’s Offhand Comment

One night while tucking my 2 year old (now 4) to bed. I asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up. She told me that she used to be a grown-up. She said that when she used to be a grown up, she was my grandmother. (My grandmother passed away in 2007) she then proceeded to tell me a story about a kitchen mishap where my grandmother tripped and spilled boiling water when I was young and playing near her feet. Freaked me the fuck out. I’ve asked her several other times since and really haven’t heard anything since. Very strange though to say the least.

djhankb

19. At Night In A Mining Town

Visiting a friend who lives in a community with a main road that leads back into the mountains and an abandoned mining town. I was parked with my friend on that road right at the point where it turned from a well-light, regular suburban road into a dark, winding mountain road. There was a gate right behind our car and you could see the reflective sign illuminated from the brake lights of the car.

We’re talking and drinking coffee and generally not feeling too out of place or anything. We were parked under the last street light before darkness on a road perpendicular to that gate. Out of nowhere my friend looks in the rear view mirror and his eyes go wide. He slams on the gas and we speed off, he’s breathing hard and obviously scared. I scream at him to tell me what the fuck happened and he says this-

By chance he pressed the brake lights which illuminated more of the dark surroundings than the normal running lights of the back of his car. This caused him to notice that when he glanced in the rear view mirror a full grown man in what he described as “large boots and a dirty, dark, thick jacket and dirty pants” in a full on SPRINT towards our car, and so my friend sped out of there.

There were always stories of what goes on down in that abandoned mining town. A lot of movies are filmed there, and people can visit the town and a ranger lives there. Some people say occult shit goes on there. People have been found murdered and robbed down along that road, and evidence of cult practices also happens every once in a while according to people who live there. When my friend was telling me what he saw all I could think of was that guy grabbing us, robbing us and murdering us. Throwing our bodies in the thick foliage that covers so much of the area around the thin road.

I looked over and my door was unlocked.

TinyRickMotherFucka

20. *Tap, Tap*

When I was 9, I slept over at my best friend’s home one day. In the middle of the night I heard this faint tapping on the window. I saw a silhouette of a man with his hand on the window, just looking through the curtain and tapping slowly. I woke my friend up, he saw it and we ran to his parent’s room.

Now, just last month, I was talking to my bestfriend and he brought up the that happened. Turned out to be very frequent as it happened before in the past. One day, my best friend’s dad hid behind the shed waiting for the same guy to tap the window again but never showed up.

They moved out obviously.

B0NERSAURUS

21. A Midnight Hotel Check-In

Cody, Wyoming, Midnight…

I had just finished a very long day at work. I am a medical courier, and I am regularly on the road, staying in hotels, and life is never dull. This particular evening I wound up on a 500mi drive that ended in Cody Wyo, at around midnight.

It had been cold, it was December after all and this is Wyoming. The roads had been very so-so that night, they weren’t clear, but they weren’t treacherous, it was one of those drives in the dark where you are on edge the whole time. Staying alert for 500 miles in the dark, on roads that were nearly abandoned at this time of night, with light snow and heavy winds, it takes a lot out of a person. This particular week it had been very busy, I had been in 4 states that week by the time I reached Wyoming that evening.

The drive to the patients house was up a windy slick road, and the drive was uneventful. After I had dropped the medicine off to them and called the boss to let them know I had made it in and was heading to a hotel to get some sleep. Pretty usual conversation, we talked briefly about how much they would reimburse me for the hotel room. They always say $80-$100 its pretty typical, and fair, since the cheap hotel in Cody Wyo is about that price.

I however am 31 and a good nights rest, a good free breakfast, and a nice AM soak in a hot tub are requirements for when I catch myself in a hotel room. I know that by the time I get to the hotel I have put on serious miles, so I treat myself, one, because if I am staying in a hotel it has been a profitable day and I can afford to treat my self just a little, and two, I feel better after a good nights rest, a great breakfast, and a nice soak. I will not name the chain of hotels I stay at, but I frequent one chain because its the best value hotel in my home town, which is back in Nebraska. Tonight I pulled into the hotel, which I have stayed at 3 or 4 times now, so I am familiar with the place. I had called ahead about 8 hours before when I was leaving Denver to call and book a room, and let them know they would be expecting me at midnight. I walk into the hotel with my bag, dusting off the snow that had fallen on me while I got my stuff out of the car and walked inside.

Its very quiet, there’s no music and the tv isn’t on in the lobby. I wander to the counter, leaving a trail of wet shoe prints behind from coming in out of the snow into the lobby, my shoes squeaking as I approach the counter. When I get to the counter there is no one at there. On the counter is a bowl of ice cream, with a brownie from the restaurant connected to the hotel, the local paper is open to the comics page, and the Sudoku is half filled out with a pen sitting there. Hanging on the back of the chair is a small ladies coat with fake fur fringe around the hood, on the floor next to the chair are a pair on smaller pink and black Nikes, and a black purse.

I figure that she, by the assumption of the coat, shoes and purse, is in the bathroom, so I stand at the counter quietly, waiting on her to return. I fiddle with my wallet getting out my card to pay for it and my ID. I scroll thru on my phone and hook to the free wifi. 5 minutes go by. Then 10. At 15 minutes the phone starts ringing. I still had no idea where she was, and I had begun to get irritated, it had been a long day and I wanted to get rested before I got up and drove home in the morning.

After the phone stopped ringing, and I started to get frustrated, I began to wander around the lobby, and behind the counter shouting “Hello, is any one here?” as loudly as possible. The area behind the counter is an employee only area. I venture back behind the counter where a hallway leads to the back of house area connected to the offices, staff elevator, bathrooms, laundry and the restaurant. I venture down the hallway shouting hello, still no one answers. It is now 1230am.

As I return to the counter and begin looking for a posted phone number for a manager, or some one of authority, the phone rings, the cordless phone still laying next to the paper she had opened. Frustrated, and exhausted I answer the phone, hoping its some one who could tell me where the woman is who is supposed to check me in. Its not. Its another guest, who had tried calling earlier for a wake up call in the morning. I explain to the gentleman on the phone my situation, and how I can not help him. He states he is coming to the lobby to help me look for the “girl” at the counter. I had not found a number to call.

5 minutes go by and the strange older man, with odd glasses and long unkept hair comes into the lobby from the first floor hallway. At this point I had been behind the counter, and had been shouting to the point I feared I may wake up other guests. I had wandered thru the back area, the lobby and the front part of the restaurant, all while shouting, and no one responded. This guy had given me the creeps, and I was exhausted but on high alert, there was an employee missing, and a creepy guy who just happened to appear in the same time she is missing. Feeling nervous about this gentleman I stay prepared for any strange behavior and keep myself at least arms distance from him the entire time. I explain where I have looked. That I have yelled. At this point I begin to go thru what I call “worst case scenario preparation”. This guy could of easily overpowered a small woman. I may be standing here with a crazy person. I keep my space, and my back towards the main entry just in case. I am a grown man, just under 6ft, I have had self defense courses, and I have a CCW (Concealed Carry Weapon) after encountering a bear at a patients house in the fall. I have no reason to believe I am in immediate trouble but this guy just gives me the creeps. It is at this point I debate calling the cops. Its now 1245am.

The gentleman tells me, maybe she’s in the bathroom, which i respond to that I had thought that myself, but I had walked by and yelled loudly when I walked thru the back and no one responded. He insists we check the bathrooms. My red flag goes off and I put another foot or two of space between us as I let him lead us down the hallway to the employee bathroom. My heart and mind a racing at this point, did this dude kill her and now he’s gonna try to kill me, I start to worry about my safety as we go down a hallway that leads to small rooms and with one exit in and out. We reach the bathroom.

He knocks and announces himself, then opens the door. The bathroom is empty. We check a few more rooms and the elevator and find nothing. We venture back to the lobby where I stand behind the counter looking for any phone number that could be a manager or supervisor. After about 10 mins I find a number and some one answers, Its now 1255am the half asleep voice on the other end of the phone is the maintenance woman for the hotel. Confused as to who I am and why I am calling I explain the situation as the creepy man stands on the other side of the counter staring at me in a dead cold manner. The maintenance woman says she will be there in 10 minutes or so. I hang up the phone.

I walk around the counter still confused looking at her stuff there, as if she just vanished. Its at this point I decide to wander towards the lobby/seating for the restaurant. Once in the doorway I turn the corner and down at the end of the booths there are a pair of legs hanging out of the booth. I had walked with in 15 feet of there while checking around before the creepy guy showed up.

I see her legs hanging and instantly the pit of my stomach turns sour and a sense of dread comes over me. Suddenly the creepy guy walks right up by me. Thinking the worst I take a few quick steps away from him and down the row of booths in the dark restaurant. With him at the other end, I look in the booth where she is laying. She is maybe 20 and very pretty. I shake her foot, she doesn’t respond. I shake again, saying ‘HEY!” Nothing.

Its at this moment the creepy guy starts down the booth that I finally feel I may need to defend myself. I kneel down to draw from my ankle holster as he quickly comes down the row of booths, and its at this exact moment the girl wakes up and accidentally kicks me in the chest knocking me gently on my ass and stopping Mr Creepy in his tracks, also stopping me from drawing a weapon. She had been asleep. Mr Creepy was just a guest. Moments later the Maintenance Woman arrived and by 115am I was in my room trying to decompress.

nosleepincolorado

22. A Scratching Sound

My Dad’s previous house was really creepy. When he first moved in I had a very eerie feeling, kind of like the house had something bad happen in it, but I tried to disregard this. Over the years I couldn’t shake the feeling of unrest whenever I visited. One day Dad, myself and my sister were driving and Dad mentioned that the previous owners (Mum, father and son) were killed in a car accident. About ten years ago, my sister and I were in the room downstairs where I slept in when I visited. We were just chatting, we didn’t have the radio or TV on. My Dad had gone out. Suddenly we heard this strange scratching noise coming from the wardrobe area. We ignored it and kept talking, but the scratching sound continued. It literally sounded like fingernails scratching on wood. My sister went over to the wardrobe to investigate and put her ear to the bottom where the scratching was coming from. She put her hand in the small space under which was very narrow and pulled out a picture of what appeared to be the family that used to live in the house. Still to this day we get shivers whenever we talk about it.

ifyouaretheone

23. Footprints

Went to bed one night and woke up to fresh snow. Looked outside my bedroom window to see footprints walking up to my window, standing, then walking around the side of my house.

shonzo18

24. Stamp Collecting

My grandmother collected stamps all her life. When she died in 2008, I got her stamp jar. Being 13 at the time, I had no interest in a jar full of stamps, so I left it on my shelf in my closet, and it was forgotten. A month ago, I found it, coated in a thick layer of dust and thought, “this may be neat” so I cracked it open to look through it. Most of the stamps were uninteresting, a couple from exotic places, but one stood out. A 2015 stamp commemorating the queen having achieved the longest reign in history. Despite the fact that she’d been dead for nearly 8 years. I have no idea how it got in there.

XanaduLost

25. The Screaming Woman

When I was 19 I was driving back from my girlfriend’s house at around 1 in the morning. I see this SUV parked at a closed gas station, with a woman screaming for help. And I mean screaming! Like the most terrifying scream I’ve ever heard. So I pull over to see what she needs. Then I see this huge guy laying on the ground behind the SUV, his head surrounded in a pool of blood. Now I am thoroughly freaked out. The woman looks Spanish and all she keeps saying is help over and over again. So I call 911 and give them the intersection the gas station is at. There is nothing around for miles, just forest in every direction. While I’m talking with the 911 operator, the woman stops screaming and gets into to passenger seat of the SUV. The man on the ground gets up too and gets into the driver seat. I’m still on the phone with 911 when I see the woman pull out her own phone and start casually speaking in Spanish. It is at this point I realize there is another huge guy sitting in the back seat. I have no idea what to think but I know I need to get out of there. Then they just slowly pull away like nothing happened. It’s a good thing I never got out of my car or things could’ve been a lot worse. I still don’t know what they were doing, but I’m glad I didn’t find out.

TheSecondWill

26. Soul Eater

A few months ago I had a random encounter with a crazy lady out front of my apartment. It was around 3am, and I had went down stairs for a smoke. I notice there’s this woman standing out in the middle of the street and it’s pouring rain, so I ask if she’s okay. She just ignores me so I went back to browsing through Reddit.

As I start walking back to the entrance I’ve got to turn a corner, and of fucking course, she’s standing nose tip to nose tip with me.

Now, I’m not a small guy, but this 5 foot 60 something year old Asian lady was fucking terrifying. I’ve come across wolves and wild boars in the wild, had a knife pointed at me, even had a gun pulled on me, but Jesus fuck she has haunted my shit since.

She was bawling, but also somehow looking someone just said Nickleback was their favorite band, you know, fucking furious. She starts screaming at me in a deeper voice than expected saying that I knew she would be there, and that I knew her true name. Me, being higher than Snoop Doggs sperm, promptly nope the fuck out of there. She starts laughing as I walk to the door and says her name is fucking Soul Eater, like some early 2000s toonami anime villain type of shit.

Yeah, fuck her. I still have a dream about her every few weeks now.

CrimDS TC mark

What It’s Like To Sleep With Someone You’re Wildly In Love With

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 06:00 PM PDT

Troy Freyee
Troy Freyee

The awkward moments are the best moments.

During a one-night stand, you’d want to run into a corner if you burped or bumped teeth during a kiss. But when weird things happen with the love of your life, it’s pure entertainment. Those silly little moments help you relax. Besides, there’s no bigger turn-on than seeing a genuine smile on your partner’s face as they laugh alongside you. When you’re a couple, imperfect moments are pretty damn perfect.

You’re happiest when you make them happy.

You don’t go down on him, because you feel like you’re required to do so. You go down on him, because you love the way he curses under his breath and clenches his fist when your tongue runs over the right spot. Giving him an orgasm isn’t a chore or some type of power play. You genuinly enjoy getting him off and he feels the same way about getting you off.

There’s a lot less pressure.

You know he loves you for more than your hot bod, so it doesn’t matter if you missed a spot shaving or have onion breath from the burrito you just ate. Even if your body isn’t looking its best, he’s still going to think you’re the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He’s still going to enjoy fucking you. There’s absolutely no reason to be self-conscious when you’re sleeping with the one you love, because to him, you’re flawless.

The connection is stronger.

Meaningless sex can be fun. It can be rough and raw and orgasmic. But when you’re with the love of your life, you experience a whole new level of intimacy. You’re not just letting your partner into a hole in your body. You’re letting them into your life. You’re letting them see you in your most vulnerable state. It’s hard to understand how significant fucking can feel until you do it with your forever person.

There’s less to stress about.

How long are they going to stay? Are they too drunk to drive? Do they have enough money for an Uber? None of that matters anymore, because you already know they’re going to stay the night, and you know they’re going to snuggle with you the entire time. And in the morning, you won’t have to come up with an excuse to kick them out. You can eat breakfast together, shower together, and enjoy another fun day together.

The orgasms are better.

It doesn’t matter how skilled the stranger you took home is. He doesn’t know much about your body, because he’s touching it for the very first time. But when you’re with the love of your life, the person who has grazed every inch of your skin with their lips and fingertips, it’ll be so much easier for you to get off. He’ll know exactly what to do to, which means there will be a lot less fumbling around and a lot more orgasming.

You don’t have to have sex.

Even if you bought new lingerie you want to show off, it doesn’t matter if you two get tired early and drift off before you can get frisky. You can always model it for him the next day. He’s not going anywhere, so there’s no rush. You have the rest of your lives to fuck. TC mark

This Is The Type Of Person Who’s Attracted To You, Based On Your Birth Order

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 05:00 PM PDT

lloydtheabstrac
lloydtheabstrac

First Born

As a first born, you have an unbelievable ability to improve the life of whoever you’re connected to. You’re the person that comes into someone’s life and takes it from a 5 to a 10, with seemingly no effort involved. You thrive off of bettering your partner, and they reap the benefits of being with you.

People who are attracted to eldest children are attracted to stability, to assurance. Typically they’re looking for someone to really settle down with, to really form some that has roots and longevity. People who are attracted to oldest children at attracted to real, long-lasting, deep relationships. They want someone and something substantial, and that’s who they typically go for.

Somewhere In The Middle

Middle children are ridiculously go with the flow and adaptable. If you present a middle child with a curveball, they’re barely going to blink an eye. As a middle child you’re an unshakeable little rock and make the best confidant — you can always trust a middle child.

People are drawn to middle children because they’re trustworthy, strong, and you know you can rely on them. There’s a calming sort of energy that surround a middle child, and people can sense that. They’re attracted to them because they’re the sense of stability in the midst of any chaos, and they know that they can come to you when things get crazy and you’ll automatically have the right thing to say. You’re their rock, and that’s insanely attractive.

Youngest

You’re a bundle of energy and a crazy amount of fun. As a youngest child you’re kind of a “yes” man. Not in the sense that you’re a pushover, but in the sense that you’re always down for anything. A youngest child never really grows up, never loses their playful energy.

So people who are attracted to youngest children are attracted to just that: the fun that exudes from a youngest child. They’re probably talking about how hard you make them laugh, and how they’re constantly surprised by you. People are drawn to youngest children because even just being around them makes you feel youthful, energized, and…well…young.

Twin

As a twin you are a great listener, incredibly warm, and kind of a magnet for human connection. You’ve always been close to someone, so becoming best friends instantly or wanting to know everything about someone right from the get go is second nature to you. You crave connection, crave conversation, crave that feeling of truly knowing someone.

Which is why people who are attracted to twins are attracted to the way that they make them feel. Being with a twin is like having the best secret keeper, the biggest cheerleader, and unconditional love all in one. Twins have an insane ability to make whoever they’re with feel like the only and most important person in any room, and that is unbelievably attractive.

Only Child

You are admittedly, kind of a weirdo. You’re the most introverted extrovert, the most talkative of the loners. You’re kind of a little anomaly who marches to the beat of your own drum, and does whatever suits you.

The person who is attracted to you is absolutely unafraid of a challenge. They see your weirdness, your walls, your undeniable originality and they don’t chalk it up to you being difficult — they absolutely love it. People who are drawn to only children are drawn to things that fit outside of a box. They aren’t looking for a stereotype — they’re looking to make something entirely new and just for them. TC mark

You Will Move On, No Matter How Hard It Seems Right Now

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 04:30 PM PDT

H Influencer Collective / Alivia Latimer
H Influencer Collective / Alivia Latimer

Healing is trying to detach from the person you imagined spending your life with.

It's learning how to live without someone you've become to dependent on.

It's learning to find happiness again in yourself when you've spent so much time leaning on them to cheer you up when you were feeling down.

It's learning to dry your own tears and finding ways to make yourself laugh.

It's learning how to do everything on your own again and cope with the loneliness you feel without reaching out to them.

It's alienation.

It's creeping loneliness you can't escape.

It's staying up until 3 AM just hoping they'll text you, even though its been days or weeks of silence.

Healing is going insane, it's stalking them on social media, asking your friends about them and making up scenarios inside your head, just incase they reach out. It’s a hundred typed text messages that you always deleted.

It's aches in your heart that you don't think you'll ever find the strength to heal.

It's darkness creeping over your repeatedly at night while you’re clinging onto their shirt as you try to sleep, wishing it was them.

It's wanting to give up, to quit life, it's not wanting to be productive and wanting to crawl into a dark hole of despair and self-loathing.

But then one day without warning you realized you've changed.

You grew.

You woke up and you decided it was time to stop missing them.

You realized they’re gone and they’re not coming back, so it’s time to move on.

The dark cloud that was hanging over your head, has turned to gray and before you know it you start to see the sun peaking out.

You unravel all the bandages you placed all over your bruised and beaten heart and you can feel again, and not just sadness.

You finally remember what it feels like to laugh again and have fun. You remember what it feels like to walk around without a heavy weight constantly bringing you down. You feel new and you start to feel whole again because you realize there is more than them out there.

You realize they are not the sole reason for your existence and you realize you can be fine on your own. You can be your own happiness; you don't need them to live, no matter how much you thought you did at one point. There is more out there for you and it might take time but you'll realize it.

Behind the jet-black darkness they left you standing in scared and alone, you will find your way out and you will pick up every shambled piece you thought you'd never find and you will move on.

You will live, except this time you will be learning to live for yourself and no one else. TC mark

This Is Who You Are At Heart, According To Your Zodiac Sign

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 04:00 PM PDT

ARIES


TAURUS


GEMINI


CANCER


LEO


VIRGO


LIBRA


SCORPIO


SAGITTARIUS


CAPRICORN


AQUARIUS


PISCES


TC mark

This Is What Your Tinder Bio Should Really Say Based On Your Zodiac Sign

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 03:00 PM PDT

Zechariah Lee
Zechariah Lee

Aries

(March 21st to April 19th)

“Looking for someone to join my competitive trivia night team πŸ†πŸ†πŸ†. Losers, drop outs, and basically brain dead need not apply.”

Taurus

(April 20th to May 21st)

“It’s not that I have to be right. I’m just never wrong.”

Gemini

(May 22nd to June 21st)

“Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know which side of me you’re gonna get. πŸ˜‡πŸ˜ˆ

Cancer

(June 22nd to July 22nd)

“Pay attention to me.”

Leo

(July 23rd to August 22nd)

“Looking for someone to treat me like a queen/king.”

Virgo

(August 23rd to September 22nd)

“Wanna play a fun game? Who will I dislike more: you or myself?”

Libra

(September 23rd to October 22nd)

“I’m afraid of dying alone.”

Scorpio

(October 23rd to November 22nd)

“I’m dead inside.”

Sagittarius

(November 23rd to December 21st)

“Living πŸ™Œ Loving ❤️ Laughing πŸ˜‚ Wanderlust 🌏🌏

Capricorn

(December 22nd to January 20th)

“I’m going to introduce you to my family earlier than you’re comfortable with.”

Aquarius

(January 21st to February 18th)

“Shy on the street, but a freak in the sheets 😏😏😏

Pisces

(February 19th to March 20th)

“To be honest, I’m probably crying right now.” TC mark

Goodbye To You

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 02:00 PM PDT

Anneliese Phillips
Anneliese Phillips

“You can find love in many places, but you can only find certain kind of love with certain people.”

Yesterday, I was scrolling through my travel album and reflected about the people who have entered my life for a bit, shared a couple of memories together, perhaps some old photos stored in my hard drive when I need to rejog the moments, before we separated as strangers once again.

 It's sad, in fact, almost devastating that's how we have become; so numb to relationships that we treat them as disposable. We form this notion that relationships we formed with people have become a series of expiry dates, and we feed ourselves the notion that we can’t afford to be attached too easily, so we guard our hearts from being broken.

Young independent travellers that I came across often possess a discerning charm that is undeniable. Their free-spirited personalities, combined with their charismatic allure, their seemingly over-worn outfits, their overgrown hair, and the baggage of stories they have to share. I see how the go-getter and do-er attitude that they have for their travels transcends into their daily lives. Their actions that echoes louder than words, their maturity despite their age that makes them exceptional communicators. Talking to them about deeper issues makes me inspired and forces me to deliberate over things I've never been able to talk about openly and confront stereotypes upfront, disregarding the fact that we have only met each other hours ago.

I remembered sitting on top of the kitchen counter exchanging life stories, that passionate kiss that took me by surprise as I stepped out of the door after escaping from a close encounter with a creepy host. I remembered him waiting outside the door in the dark for me while I packed my luggage. I remembered the goodbye kisses that you planted on my forehead before we separated in the morning.

 I remembered your touch on my skin, and the gentle but strong motions that thrust into me. The times where we gathered around the couch and took turns smoking weed, letting the high kick in together with the palinkas. The secret make out session that we had on the couch. The times where I was at the back of the motorbike, taking in the adrenaline rush from the speed. 

The comfortable silence we shared while we sipped on the wine. The slow walk into the deep ocean blues at night as we peel off our clothes, feeling uncertain about going commando but embracing the feeling of being entranced in the warmth of the water attuned to my skin. I soaked in that moment, letting go of my thoughts temporarily as I let the waves ride me, and you were by the shore waiting with a towel to wrap my shivering body.

It felt surreal to feel something so intense, so much, for someone who doesn’t feel so much. Times like these comes randomly but also gave me some form of consolation as I conclude my company with you.  One destination, one more person that slowly warmed up my seemingly cold exterior. I leave a destination feeling a little more human than the previous destination.

Traveling cured my writer’s block. Meeting you fueled me with the perspectives that I have never thought of. My heart was bursting with emotions as I succumbed to the temporary security in your embrace, with you pulling me closer under the night lights. I breathed heavily, realizing how fast time seemed to pass and I had to leave again. I fall so quickly into the illusion of what temporary love seemed to be, and linger around a little longer before stepping on the bus to my next destination.

Maybe it will be easier this time after all the practices. “Catch flights, not feelings” I muttered under my breath as my bus departed.

Goodbye. Once again. TC mark

8 Incredible Things You Learn About Love When You Find A Relationship That’s Real

Posted: 09 Sep 2016 01:00 PM PDT

Bboyardy
Bboyardy

Love is timing.

Love is not always convenient, the people you want to love, might not be ready when you are, but the right person will be. Love doesn’t wait, it just happens.

Love is revealing parts of yourself you never wanted anyone else to discover.

Love is vulnerability. It’s bringing down your walls and letting someone in because you know they’ll love every part of you rather than judge it.

Love is seeing the world in ways you didn’t see it before.

Love is acceptance. It’s trying new things you thought you’d never try. It opens your mind to how someone else perceives the same world you’re perceiving and accepting the difference. Love makes you consider what you didn’t consider on your own.

Love is caring about someone so much that it scares you.

Love is selfless. It’s not just putting someone else’s needs before yours, it’s wanting to. It’s the feeling of deep appreciation that this person is in your life, with the simultaneous fear of what your life would be like if they weren’t.

Love is encouragement.

Love makes you believe in yourself. It has faith in you. It makes things you thought you could only dream, become reality.

Love is not knowing what’s coming next, but continuing to love regardless.

Love will make you scared of the future, because you’ve finally found someone you want to share it with. And you will never know for certain who will be apart of it, and who won’t. You won’t know which love is forever and which love is temporary when you’re in the midst of it, and you won’t know where life will take the both of you, be it together or apart. You can only trust your feelings; you can only trust each other. Love recognizes the uncertainty of tomorrow, but the feeling of a love that’s real will overcome the fear of it.

Love is feeling.

Love overwhelms you with emotions. It’s feeling like your heart is melting and exploding all at once. One moment you’ll feel happy, another moment you’ll feel scared, and the next moment you’ll ask yourself what it is you’re doing, but the beautiful thing about love is that it allows you to feel.

Love is becoming a better person.

Love changes you. It challenges you to do better, to be better, to live life more fully, and once you become all of these things, love persists. It keeps pushing you. Love is relentless. TC mark