Some people would hate me for sharing this. I am a slim girl naturally well-endowed. For Chinese girls, those with skinny limbs, small hips and flat stomach usually have flat or small chests. To give you some perspective, it is a 36C. And I am only 162cm and 48kg.

I’ll be honest… I do enjoy the attention. Sometimes, I wear push-ups and straighten my back to make my assets more obvious. Other times, I don’t even wear a bra, and even though it doesn’t look as big, the nips are visible. I am proud of it, and I like to low-key show off, though I never say it out loud. Sometimes, I even unbutton the top 2 buttons of my shirt or angle my posture such that people can get a sneak peek of my bare breasts through an opening in my shirt. I know this sounds really perverted and twisted af, but I think I might be an exhibitionist. I hope you don’t judge me.

I know that many girls are jealous and many guys fantasize about me – and I have caught many staring, including teachers and dads of my friends. It gives me a devilish kind of happiness when I hear that my chest is the talk of the town. I’m sorry if you feel like telling me off at this point. But this is me.

But recently, for the first time in 24 years, I felt sad after wondering if having huge assets is the only thing that I will ever be known for. And I feel empty.

What happened was this: I just broke up with my ex-bf over text for personal reasons, and he was really upset. I understand why he was angry, but I could not have anticipated the stuffs that happened later.

Out of spite, he revealed that the only thing he wanted in the relationship was to get access to my “girls” and describe them to his guy friends. He even told me that his guy friends had all seen me without clothes in the photos that he took, and I was just a conquest for him to show off his exploits. Wtf right.

What an asshole. To verify, I asked a mutual friend who was in that gang, and he admitted after me probing for some time that he showed them those private photos on his phone but never sent them electronically. I had never felt more offended and insulted in my life. I remember I was so angry that I was screaming my head off in my room and throwing and breaking things, and my sister almost wanted to tie me up. I let this douchebag take my virginity, use me to fulfil all his deviant fantasies and I had only ever given myself to him and nobody else in my entire freaking life! And he just bloody treated it like it meant nothing to him! I was so furious that I even entertained the idea of hooking up with his brother or his boss, who is a friend of mine, just to get back at him. I actually sent out a video message saying “Hey, want to hook up I really want this”, but recalled it shortly after thank goodness for Telegram’s recall function. Eventually, common sense got the better of me and I didn’t end up doing anything rash. Now, I still feel angry enough to feel shortness of breath every time I think about this, but at least I am rational enough not to do something I’ll regret.

Now that I am here, I want to ask. How do I filter out the guys who are only after my chest? How can I give people the impression that I am more than just my body parts? I can’t be wearing oversized tees all the time, and I love my girly wardrobe. Also, I am a young woman, and I still want to flaunt it a little. In a way, I do have to show off cos I sometimes get paid to advertise stuffs on my public IG and TikTok account. Is there a way to find a balance? If yes, how to achieve it?

I have a confession. I am a big man with a small manhood. It might sound stupid, but this is something that makes me embarrassed and unconfident.

To be specific, I am 1.86m tall. People who have seen me might get the impression that down there is big, hard and rock solid. Truth is, it is barely 8cm when fully erect. When it is flacid, it can’t even be seen. This is why I shave, so that it can at least be seen. This is real cringe. When I last celebrated my birthday, I wished for my p*nis to grow bigger.

Both my 2 ex-girlfriends have showed astonishment at its size. I have no idea. I don’t compare sizes with other people, or even talk about it. But they mentioned that I am way below the average size, and that it was much smaller than they have expected. I felt so lousy about myself. Now that I think about it, how would they know what is average? Have they seen enough penises to make a fair judgement?

There was an incident in which my last girlfriend asked “Is it in?” Things were actually going well, but once I heard that, I became anxious and my whole body just shut down. I could not even perform the deed, and that was the last time I ever got intimate with someone. She broke up with me soon after.

That was 2 years ago. I now have a new gf, the 3rd one. We haven’t slept together yet, I would always give the excuse to wait until we graduate, so that it can be extra special. I told her that this is the responsible thing to do. Of course, I did not mean it. Truth is, I am very afraid that the same thing might happen again. Lucky for me, she did not take it negatively but instead expressed that it was sweet of me to think of it this way. Because of this, she feels doubly assured that I love her for who she is, rather than just wanting her physically. Well, she has no clue of what really is going on.

Next academic year will be our final one, and I only have a short time to get my shit together. I am now saving up money to possibly go for treatments to increase its size. But I am worried for my finances too. Such procedures will definitely cost a lot. And business school fresh grads usually don’t get very high starting pay. I have very little knowledge in this area, and I don’t know how much exactly it will cost and how long it will take. Can someone give advice on this, either in a reply or in a separate whisper?

And guys, if you don’t sharing in the comments, can I know 3 things?

1) What is the length of your thing when it is at rest?

2) What is the length when it is at full stretch?

3) How tall are you?

Embarking on a seemingly routine bus journey from JB Sentral to Singapore Expo turned into a nightmare for Candy Tan and her 10-year-old daughter. This harrowing experience unfolded on Tuesday (Dec 12) when an irresponsible bus driver subjected Tan to verbal abuse and physical harm.

Shouted at her

Upon the bus’s arrival, Tan faced the first hurdle as the driver refused to allow her to stow her belongings in the luggage compartment. The situation escalated as the driver shouted at Tan and her daughter when they presented their e-tickets, setting the tone for a distressing journey.

Left with no alternative, Tan had to carry her luggage onboard, navigating her way to the back seat amidst the unwarranted hostility. The lack of cooperation from the driver began to raise concerns about the overall safety of the journey.

Closed doors on the woman

Stopping at Woodlands Checkpoint for customs clearance, Tan and her daughter patiently waited for other passengers to disembark. However, as Tan attempted to step off the bus, the driver abruptly closed the doors, trapping her arm and causing her to fall onto the pavement.

Rather than offering assistance, the driver callously drove off, leaving Tan injured and her daughter traumatized. Tan’s pleas for help were met with indifference as the driver allegedly shouted at her to get off the bus, displaying a shocking lack of empathy.

Kind samaritans

Passers-by and security personnel, witnessing the distressing scene, rushed to Tan’s aid, helping her to her feet. The driver’s refusal to provide any assistance highlighted a stark contrast to the compassion exhibited by strangers in the community.

Unable to elicit a response from Transtar, Tan resorted to contacting the police, emphasizing the severity of the situation. The bus company’s apparent negligence in addressing the incident raises concerns about passenger safety and accountability.

Tan vividly recalls the emotional toll as she witnessed her daughter’s distress and helplessness. The driver’s actions not only jeopardized their physical well-being but also inflicted lasting emotional scars on the young passenger.

What the woman said on Facebook

Beware of Transtar Travel

Despite their declared opening timings that they open till 10pm at their HQ. No one ever picks up their call.

During boarding:

Shouted at my young girl whom showed him our e-booking ticket for 2.

I was just behind my girl awaiting to ask the driver, if he could open the luggage compartment boot. Was totally taken aback that he shouted at me too when i tried to explain on the e-ticket via busonline. So end up he did not open the luggage compartment, i need to move the 26″ luggage all the way back through the aisle.

During alighting at Singapore Customs arrival hall drop off; as we had that luggage to shift down; we allow others to alight first before us. We were the last to be using the back door. I was trying to move my luggage down, before i could even take my last two steps down, HE CLOSED THE AUTODOOR.

My upper arm was squeezed and i dropped off the luggage and tried to make my step down; AND HE ACTUALLY DROVE and I rolled off the bus (no joke – Coach bus has huge tyres. My young girl 10 year old was so shocked (still in the bus) – the door opened again – she faster hop off in anxious that I am on the ground and where this driver trying to take her. In shocked, she ran to the front door and wailed loudly for the driver to help. I was in pain and saw that my girl was wailing and asking please help my mother – why you drove off when she and I havent come down. My heart broke that my girl has to deal with an unhelpful and irresponsible adult and I am helpless and almost crawling – as i am scared this driver may use force on her.

On the ground struggling to get up, the driver shouted, “you all get out already – why i cannot move!!! Not my problem” WE WERE SHOCKED, IN PAIN.

One senior lady and a man came to try pick me up from the ground, but a while later my leg was too painful to walk. THAT DRIVER MOVED OFF, without even rendering assistance to someone (me! Your transtar passenger) – he has injured (whether intentionally or accidentally).

I called Transtar HQ (supposedly to be open till 10pm) no one picked up – once i arrived in hospital; I called too.

Mr AETOS 1 came over and asked if I needed an ambulance, I thought i could walk and not to trouble anyone – but end up i decided to ring up 999 (as i was in a panic – supposed to call 995 – when Transtar didnt pick up)

This booking was supposed to end until the destination of Expo drop off point.

I seek the kind assistance of the public to circulate the ill deeds of Transtar driver (this indian driver) – and how such tourism services can kill our tourism and graciousness. letting many to think negatively of Singapore.

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NOT HIS FIRST TIME

If my memory is correct, it could be this driver too

It is not his first, the other time on 23 Oct – he did so to another 2 Malaysian female pair moving off when their heads were still underneath the luggage compartment to pick up luggage; <<then my daughter and I was shouting and tapping the bus to ask driver to stop.>>

After we chop our passport, one of the pair came down to put her luggage – her friend was still stuck – he threaten to leave them both stranded at the post Singapore custom and throw down their luggage. (their destination was for Changi Airport). So along with this young lady, we asked the driver and plead him to wait a while more because it was peak period. Peak period supposed to be able to wait up to 20 mins right? It was only about 10 minutes.

If Transtar has the Singaporean spirit, i am sure a little graciousness should be shown to our tourist coming to Singapore – right????

Source: Facebook

I (32f) have been living with my mother (57) until I can save up to afford a new place. It’s been difficult with my bills (medical, car, student loans) almost dwarfing my paycheck, and looking for a better paying job outside of the house hasn’t been fruitful.

My mother’s bf (57) “Kevin” moved in with us about two-ish years ago. We got along well as we have some of the same interests (horror, games, movies, anime), and he clearly makes my mother happier than I’ve seen her in years. He even gave her a pseudo-engagement ring. Like an engaged to be engaged thing. Very cute tbh.

My parents split when I was twelve due to my dad’s infidelity. They’ve since made peace and are cordially, and he’s happy my mother found love again. So was I. WAS.

For a while, I’ve noticed Kevin leaving the house more frequently, dressing almost too nicely, and wearing enough cologne to choke the air conditioner. He said he was going to meet friends or handle work-related stuff, but a voice in the back of my and mother’s mind said he was doing something(one) else. My mother was right there with me with her suspicion that “something just didn’t feel right” but she kept her thoughts to herself. For years she’s said how she’d never be with lying cheating man again.

To no one’s surprise, Kevin IS cheating on my mother. Has FOR OVER A YEAR! My mother found out from romantic cards in the office. She was already throwing his stuff in bags when I woke up. She was ready to boot him and be done. I was at work when she confronted him. What she told me: Kevin broke down crying and told her the woman was just a close friend. Mother wasn’t convinced and neither was I.

A month later, two new cards were found with the woman’s signature and “I enjoy our mornings together” written inside. Platonic friend, my a**. My mother had been working out a plan for when the other shoe dropped and she would make him leave for good with the homewrecker (the other woman knows but doesn’t care). We 99% of cooking and cleaning while he…barely does 1%. I bet he cried because he doesn’t want to lose how comfy life is for him here.

Now, instead of kicking Kevin to the curb, she told him she knew and they’re trying to work through it. When she told me, I said was furious. She’s going back on EVERYTHING she ever said and was ready to be done with him. After he lied to her face?

Her last bf was a world-class AH. I hated every day he lived with us since he verbally and nearly physically hit me. I wanted him gone in more ways than one. My mental health hasn’t been the same since. I told my mother I can’t live in a house walking on eggshells anymore. She’s trying to forgive him, but I can’t. I’ve seen her hurt too many times to see it happen again.

Idc if I have to live in my car, I’m REFUSE to live like this again and I told her as much. Also, she told me they had SSS ONCE in their two years since she put on weight and caught him leaving more than a few times without underwear on… Yeah. Definitely booty calls.

I have been with my bf for 8 years. All throughout the relationship he has consistently changed his views on marriage/having a family/having kids.

To begin with he felt there was no point in marrying which was tough to hear considering he has been ‘the one’ in my mind since day one. He then throughout the relationship proposes often when he’s drunk, obviously not sincere and although joked about afterwards was never followed up with any explanation.

Having discussed it often I said that he had until he was 30 and if it was still something he didn’t want then obviously not my first choice but I would let him move on and I would do the same. For context we’re both one another’s first long term relationship so I also worry that he may feel at some point he has missed out on other experiences, although he says he won’t.

Anyway he proposed at the end of last year on my birthday which completely took me by surprise to the point where I thought it was a really cruel joke and didn’t want to tell anyone in case he was just kidding.

Fast forward til last month (still engaged), I had been asking what kind of wedding he would like asking him about music and if he would have a best man and he proceeded to say that we have no money for a wedding and he doesn’t want to rush into anything.

Now we’re not overly flush with savings just now but he’s fully aware that my dad has offered to pay for the wedding and that I would only like a small event. I felt really hurt like it was almost a cop-out and couldn’t help but think why to propose in the first place!!

I told him that considering his original opinions on marriage that I don’t want to force it and if he doesn’t want to marry then it’s okay but I just wish he hadn’t asked in the first place.

I put my engagement ring back in the box for now and told him just to give it to me when he’s fully ready and if not then it’s fine, at this point I would rather just both be happy than force what’s not there.

He said I’m ridiculous and that he won’t give me the ring back but that he is ready. I’m so confused, we have lived together for four years and have a dog now which he was also against initially (he then surprised me with the puppy) we have a happy relationship, we don’t really argue and I don’t want to cause conflict over this but I honestly feel like I don’t want to marry this man.

Am I being silly/petty?