And I don’t say it, but I can’t help but to think that she might never find what she’s looking for. She’s always laughing just a little too loud, or answering just a little too quickly, or holding onto things that she should’ve let go of years ago….She is so thirsty for love that she drowns in it every time.
—  Poetry At Most
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I KEEP THINKING ABOUT THIS.

So I was doing an economics course which required you to create your own fake company.. and I found these.. someone named their firm CLEXA and CLARKE GRIFFIN and ALYCIA ADC CLAN and LUTHOR (btw “studio commercialista” is italian for “accounting firm”)

GUYYYSSSSS..I FOUND A GAY™   im so excited about this cuz I never had a friend who shares my passion for these shows and characters..

I NEED TO FIND OUT WHO THEY ARE.. I don’t know how though.. in my school there are like.. 800 people 😭

There is no greater desire than to become one with you.
—  Poets Love Her
It’s an interesting combination: having a great fear of being alone, and having a desperate need for solitude and the solitary experience. That’s always been a tug of war for me.
—  Jodie Foster
Finally.

So I finally peed my pants on purpose. Everything played out right for once in awhile! 😜 So I was wearing light blue skinny jeans with the pink and white stripped underwear from an earlier accident, (I posted that story) that has yellow stains on it from when I peed trying to get my pants off at school. And you could probably see my panty line, I’m not sure. Any way, at school I decided to stop going to the bathroom before I went to lunch. That way I’d have about 3 and a half hours to hold it and I would have lots of water during lunch. Normally after 3rd block, which is the class after lunch, I really have to pee so I knew I would be desperate after 4th. During 3rd I felt my bladder filling up and I slowly became more and more uncomfortable, the usual for 3rd block. But I made it through and made my way to 4th block. Throughout that class my desperation was growing and I was squirming in my chair, occasionally crossing my legs with my hand on my crotch. Doing whatever I could to hold it in. Then my friend made a joke about something and I burst into laughter which caused me to pee for like 4 seconds before I could stop. I look down to see a noticeable dark spot on my crotch. Class finally ends and I think to myself, “oh boy. I really have to pee. I think I can make it to the car..” Bell rings and I bolt out the door running/walking painfully to my car. Almost there, I feel more pee escaping and running down my leg. I keep going, hoping I can stop and that no one saw what happened. Once I sit down in my car, I see that there was a visible dark line down my leg…someone probably saw that happen I say to myself. None the less I am excited to finally pee my pants when I want. I head home with out peeing anymore, but I could feel my bladder muscles getting weaker and weaker. When I got home and hurriedly got out of my car I pee again for maybe 5 seconds. I bend in my legs and feel my butt getting warm and wet. I run inside and head upstairs to my bathroom, wet and desperate, clutching my crotch in extreme pain and jumping up and down. Unexpectedly, I sneeze and let go for 6 seconds, soaking my crotch and butt, pee running down my legs. I stop and grab my warm, wet crotch. Thinking to myself, “let’s have some more fun and lay down in bed. Not go now but keep holding and push myself.” So I go to my bedroom and lay down on my bed. I manage to keep holding for like another hour or so. My pants were mostly dried by now and there were some faint pee stains, more like an outline of the wet spots. Laying down with my legs crossed, I watched YouTube and getting so desperate I was shaking and whenever I moved, even a little bit, I would almost start to pee. But then something happened in a video that caused me to start laughing, and as I laughed pee started escaping into my pants, down onto my butt and on the bed. I immediately stopped laughing, sat up and grabbed my crotch, jumped off the bed and went to the door. As I “fumbled” with the door knob my bladder was slowly giving in and I felt short bursts escape into my pants. After a while I gave up trying to get out of my room and gave in. Pee exploded into my pants. I bend my knees and look down at a puddle growing at my feet. Pee was running down my legs and up my butt, darkening my pants as it went. Still peeing and shaking I slid down my door and sat in my puddle. I was on the floor peeing for probably 2 minutes before I finally stopped. I was soaked in pee, warm and sitting in my own pee puddle. I stand up and turn around to look at my backside, which was totally soaked. From my butt all the way to my ankles, my pants were shiny, wet, and dark blue. I Iook at my front and see lines of pee running my crotch into all different directions down my legs. The wet spot I had left on my bed was about the size of a text book and the puddle I had made was probably 2ft by 3ft or something like that idk. I then decided to keep those clothes on for the rest of the day, so I began to clean up my mess. As I write this my pants and underwear have dried. My pants have stains outlining the wet spots and my white, pink and yellowish stripped panties are now pink and yellowish stripped panties. I’ll probably keep the panties on till tomorrow. Why not😝. Hope everyone liked the story, I had a blast.

Gym Class

I think you guys might like this story. It happened earlier in the week. I have gym class and that day I had drank a lot of water before the class. Typically I change into my gym clothes and go to the bathroom before heading out to the gym. But I was running late and only changed so I wouldn’t be marked tardy. I had changed into short yellow gym shorts and had white panties on. You could see my panty line and when I bent over you could see that they were white. But those were the only shorts I packed so I had to deal with it.
I didn’t think much about not going to the bathroom when I changed, probably because at the time I didn’t have to go. But within the period of like 45 minutes I slowly felt my bladder filling up and began to feel uncomfortable. Having to pee in gym is horrible because my class will always jog around the gym for the last 10-15 minutes of class. While jogging, each step jolted my bladder and made it weaker and weaker. By the time I had 2 laps to go, I was in a panic thinking to myself, “ oh geez, if I start to pee…even a little, its going to be noticeable because these shorts are see through enough, them getting wet would make it even worse…AND since they are so short, I bet when some pee runs down my leg you’ll see my leg is wet. Fuck.”
Halfway through my final lap, my bladder couldn’t take the pressure of each step anymore. I felt my muscles failing and giving in to my full bladder, my crotch began to get wet and pee slowly began escaping my shorts and ran down my legs. I desperately wanted to stop jogging and grab my crotch in an effort to stop peeing myself but I knew that would draw attention to me. I kept jogging and peeing for maybe 7 seconds before I was able to clench my bladder muscles together again. By now I was on the home stretch of my jog, which meant the bathroom was only minutes away. I wanted to see if my little accident was noticeable so I looked down at myself, I was still jogging, and saw my upper thighs were glistening where the pee had escaped my shorts. And my crotch was noticeably darker than the rest of my pants and my underwear was more visible than anywhere.
I finished my last lap and walked over to the door. Panting from running and almost peeing myself, and trembling a little, because I had to go so bad, I leaned on the wall and quickly wiped the pee from my legs. I stood, leaning against the wall with my legs crossed for about a minute before the teacher said, “alright, everyone who is done can go change out”. When I heard this I was so relieved. I quickly got off the wall and hobbled down the steps to the gym floor. The steps were almost as bad as the jogging was on my bladder but I was able to keep control. I fast walked to the other side of the gym and busted into the girls locker room. I was the only person in there and I was the first girl in the class to finish jogging so I knew I had the locker room to myself for a little while. At most 10 minutes. Which was fantastic because I knew I didn’t much time at all, if any, to get to the toilet. I make my way through the locker room, at this point I was so scared because I wasn’t sure what to do. Run to the stalls and probably pee as I run, which would leave a mess for the others to see. And I knew couldn’t stay in the stall until everyone left because others would have to go too so I’d leave the stall and it would clearly evident I pissed myself. Or take my time and concentrate on not peeing…which I felt was about to be impossible to do. So I decided to make a mad dash to the stalls. I stopped holding and ran. I made it about 5 feet from the stalls and right next to the showers when my bladder muscles failed. I stopped dead in my tracks and started peeing, slow at first, but as I stood there, trying to stop the flow, I began to pee faster and faster. I felt my butt getting wet and warm, and trickles of pee ran down my legs and into my shoes. As I grabbed my crotch and clenched my bladder muscles, I began to panic because I knew I was about to give in 100% and at any moment the rest of the girls could come in. So I looked to the right at the showers and ran into one.
The showers were closed off and private so I decided to finish peeing myself in there, hidden from everyone else. I relax and let out a little gasp as pee floods my pants, hissing into my underwear and gym shorts. My butt quickly gets wetter and wetter and pee began running down legs, which was a lot cause you know how short and small gym shorts are, they were soaked in seconds. Pee went into my socks and shoes. 1 minute later, as people started coming into the locker room, I stopped peeing. I was soaked and warm. I looked down at myself and saw my pants and underwear were soaked in pee. My white panties were clearly visible, I mean my shorts were 100% see through at this point. My socks and shoes were wet and my legs were shiny and sticky with pee.
Realizing that there was no way I could leave the shower without being seen, I decided to take a shower to clean myself up and pass time. I took off my shirt and bra and left everything else on. I took like a 5 minute shower, and when I was finished I poked my head out of the shower to check that I was alone again. When I confirmed with myself that the locker room was empty, I ran out of the shower, topless and with my wet pants and shoes on and went ever to my bag and dried off. I put my bra and shirt back on and grabbed my spare shoes, socks, and pants I had on before gym. I looked through my bag for spare underwear but I couldn’t find any. “Great, wth am I going to do now?”, I thought to myself. So I ended up drying my underwear as best I could with my towel. And I dried them up pretty good I thought. They were just cold and a little damp. They had a faded yellow color to them too. So after drying them as best I could I finished getting dressed and put on my blue skinny jeans. (Actually blue, not denim blue, if that helps to visualize them)
The rest of the day was uncomfortable with cold, damp panties on. I would check my butt from time to time to make sure my pants weren’t getting visibly wet from my underwear. But with all the sitting I had to do for the rest of the school day I did notice them slowly get darker after class. If you looked long enough you could probably tell, but I knew it was fairly noticeable. Luckily my underwear dried by the end of school.
Hope everyone liked the story! It was a crazy day!😂

I'm so lazy

I’ve got a story from last weekend. I was being lazy, as I usually am, and I paid for it. I was wearing pink fuzzy socks, white sweat pants, and dark blue panties.
I was really tired and cold last Saturday and I ended up laying down in bed to warm up and maybe take a short nap. I did fall asleep for like a solid 4 hours, yeah I was pretty tired lol. When I woke up I really had to go pee. And when I say I really had to go, I mean like even laying in bed hurt my bladder. I knew I was going to have to get out of bed and pee, but I also knew that when I started moving my bladder might not handle it very well, aaand it was going to be a painful walk to the bathroom. So I decided it would be a good idea to pee a little while in bed to try and help decrease the pain and fullness of my bladder so I could get up easier. I relaxed my muscles and pee almost immediately gushed into my pants. My crotch got hot and I felt trickles of pee run down and onto my butt. It took alot of effort and 5 seconds peeing before I could stop. And as planned I felt alot better and was confident I could make it to the bathroom to finish. As I sat up, I got distracted by a notification on my phone, it was a snapchat and for some reason I stayed in bed and replied to it and others.
Then the next thing I know, I’m waking up a few hours later, I think it was like 2 hours because it was 5 pm when I woke up and the last time I remembered was 3:05pm. My phone was on my chest. “What the hell? Did I fall back asleep?” I thought to myself as I sat up. I pull off my blankets and saw my pants had dried but were stained yellow around my crotch. I lifted my pants to check my underwear, it was dry, and you couldn’t tell they were once wet because they are such a dark blue. And oh boy, when I thought I really had to pee when I woke up the first time, I was wrong. My bladder was bulging and every little movement hurt so much it was getting harder and harder to hold it in. “Shit, I guess I never peed before I fell back asleep. God dang it Kate you are so stupid!” At this point I knew if I tried to pee a little to help relieve the pressure I wouldn’t be able to stop myself very easily..if at all. And I wasn’t in the mood to wet myself and soak my bed.
So I painfully got out from under the covers and came to sitting on the side of my bed. While I was moving I actually forced some pee out and dampend my crotch. I stood up and slowly walked to my door, like one step every 2 seconds. I had to go soooo bad. Standing put even more pressure on my bladder and my muscles were very very weak so I bent over a little bit to try and fight that pain. I made my way out of my room and turned the corner to see the bathroom door was closed.“fuck, really? Someone has to be in it RIGHT NOW?!” And instead of waiting at the door to go when whoever was in it was done(which I clearly should have done) I make the desperate decision to go use the other bathroom upstairs. I turn back around and slowly, and painfully make my way to the other side of the house.
When I got to the bathroom I had to force myself to stand up straight so I could get to the toilet faster. I closed the door and made it in front of the bathtub (the toilet is right next to the tub separated by a wall, so I was REALLY close) when I felt my bladder give in. Pee filled my pants with a loud hiss, my crotch got hot and wet as pee ran down my legs leaving yellow trails in my pants and quickly soaking my socks. Instead of just standing there I rushed towards the toilet, still peeing and leaving a trail of pee on the floor. I sat down on the toilet, fully clothed, and continued peeing. Pee ran into my butt and I felt it getting warmer and wetter. My crotch slowly turned dark yellow with all the pee. I was sitting, peeing my pants on the toilet for 2 minutes. When I had finished I stood up and some pee that had pooled up in my pants ran down my legs and into my socks. I cleaned up the floor and looked in the mirror. My butt and crotch were yellow and you could see my blue underwear. There were yellow lines running down my legs and socks were soaked.
Still low key disappointed I had peed my pants, I changed into clean black panties and black yoga pants. Hope you enjoyed, I know its been awhile!