Fantasies

I fantasize about finishing my masters thesis early and then going on holiday while everybody thinks I'm still busy.
Guess it will never happen.
I'm just not the overworking type.

I really want a girl to make out with my pussy

I want to have sex, I want to drink myself to where I can't think. I want to smoke a cigarette and feel my lungs burn with pain, I want to see if first hand or second hand smoke is more painful. I want to try drugs, I want to get high and feel free. I want to have sex with a total stranger just to see what it's like.
I never will do any of these things, I'm Mormon, but I want to try. I want to sin, I never will though. I'm too scared to.

I wish i was the boy next door,and that i'd become a singer for a band.That way i'd more likely find my true love.

I want my future husband to kiss my cutting scars. Maybe he can make them finally go away and help me feel better.

I want to take Bill Kaulitz from Tokio Hotel and dress him up in pink lacy girls lingerie, then fuck him in the ass dry while pulling his hair.

i wait by the phone for you to call. i know you won't mean to. i only hope you may text me on accident.

I want to kiss Darin

I am like, 90% lesbian. I love the ladies, I want a wife to live with happily ever after. I have, and do, on occasion, sleep with dudes, but it's mostly because guys are easy and girls play hard to get. I have no desire to be in a relationship with a guy. now that that's clear, here's the secret: I keep having dreams about my male boss. my male, many years older than me, nerdy, has-a-son-and-an-ex-wife-but-the-divorce-isnt-final, boss. and not just sex dreams, but ROMANTIC dreams. and I wake up wanting to be with him more than anything. I don't like kids, I am gay, he's my boss. there is no logical reason for me to be with him, and MANY logical reasons for me to not be with him, including some I haven't mentioned here for anonymity purposes. But I do just the same. I usually manage to talk myself out of the feelings after a day or two after one of these dreams, but then I'll have another one. it's pretty infuriating.

I am sick of seeing him pick other girls. I want to be the one he is obsessing over. Why am I never good enough. We have a great friendship, we have messed around. We care for each other. Why do I always play second fiddle? Why do I let it bother me. I'm happy in my relationship. Why cant it just be me?