greenmangostudio

I dont know if I should even be saying this stuff on social media but I dont know where else to turn to when I want some real world advice, opinions or hear about people that have gone through something like this. I might yap a lot of bear with me ya'll So I am an alevel kid and I went to this revision class. The institute is something I am familiar with but its stupid bathroom isnt. And well, as embarrassing as this is, the second I got there i wanted to go to the washroom. Like it was an emergency and I had to stay in that class for hours so I wanted to get it overwith. All my friends were upstairs already cause I was a bit late so I thought well its not that big a deal so might as well go alone and come back as quickly as possible. And again this was my first time going to the washroom. I just realised then and there that its just one washroom, one stall for both girls guys men and women. And I had to relieve myself and it was sort of spacious and it lowkey stank. But I was li...

Ok, this is a little silly, but It’s been about 2 months now and I still feel like I fucked something up and can’t get it back. So I (F early 20’s) made friends with an older gentlemen (M mid to late 40s-50s) last year and would occasionally message each other on Instagram/facebook. Nothing too crazy, mostly he would congratulate me on my recent accomplishments and send me some advice if I needed it which I always took to heart and appreciated. To me, he’s like a father figure and always had my back like a supportive parent would. We have mutual friends who I’m really close with and they were hosting a party, so I went over to Instagram and asked if he was going to be there since he was invited. I also threw in “also at this point we should exchange contact info” at the end, since I thought it was a little silly not to have each others contact info at this point since we’ve known each other for a while now. He saw that message, but never responded. It’s been two months now and I ...

So when i was around 12 (in my 20s now) my mom wanted me to gain some independence and learn to order and get food for us as a family. We lived right beside a shopping centre that had a Walmart with a McDonald’s inside. She had sent me with her card and a list of whatever was wanted, she told me “this is what you need to order word for word and whatever you would like, just come back with my card and the bill. Oh but make sure you tell them to supersize my meal” Supersize? i remember thinking “the fuck is that?” (in canada where we live I had never hear this) never the less, mom said what she said and i’m on my new journey of adult hood. after my treacherous walk of 5 whole minutes where as i walked the whole time i practiced everyone’s orders, feeling so mature and confident. i approached with the up most confidence to this poor clearly young teen boy exhausted from his job “hello welcome to mcdonald’s what can i get you?” “hello..saaa..sir… i would like (said my whole family’s order ...