Why is it every ranking(such as guardian and top universities) rank KCL as the worst or second worst uni for dentistry while academically it is ranked top? I always dreamed of going to KCL now I am kind of reluctant because the entry requirements are insanely high for an apparently mediocre course.
First of all I am NOT rushing to label myself, I am sort of just trying to understand how my feelings work and if its relatable to people.
I am a male and I 100% have romantic and sexual attraction towards men, no doubt about that. But I do also look at women if they r rlly hot, like I really like muscle mommies at my gym they are so cute and I could see myself kissing them or something. However I have never really gotten a boner from a woman? Like I got a boner one time bc my male crush touched my hair and said it looks nice but I dont get a boner from any woman. I have had crushes on a few women, and I would spend like hours talking to these girls, smiling at my phone type shit. I could probably finish to a girl but cant ever get hard from them and sex with a guy feels better. I am a virgin btw I am basing this of off my gooning sessions, like id think of a guy then a girl and compare lol and w a guy feels more intense. I am doubting my crushes towards women, where they just because I wished I was attracted to women bc I am battling w internalised homophobia?
I am honestly so unsure, is this just being gay with extra steps?
Why is it every ranking(such as guardian and top universities) rank KCL as the worst or second worst uni for dentistry while academically it is ranked top? I always dreamed of going to KCL now I am kind of reluctant because the entry requirements are insanely high for an apparently mediocre course.
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I’m a 17-year-old guy, and I just want to tell you what it’s like being me. I’d also love some advice.
I grew up in a Muslim household and we moved to the UK when I was about 8. My parents aren’t that religious — they don’t pray, but they do fast and eat halal. I’ve been so worried about how they will feel about me. I’m really close with them. I joke with them, I tell them about my friends and what I do, and all the gossip from school. I don’t think they will disown me, but I just know they will never look at me the same way again. I will never be able to laugh with them the same way or properly introduce my partner.
I think they won’t disown me because they don’t mind gay characters in TV shows like Modern Family. And when I told them about the Berlin parade attack, my dad said, “He’s going to hell, him and his stupid religious fanaticism” (in Arabic).
But I honestly feel very lonely. No one knows I am gay. Some of my peers joke about it because, like every other guy, I make gay jokes with my friends. Honestly, people think I am a straight liberal, and I did try talking to girls. But one friend asked me, “Are you actually gay?” in a sincere way, and I regret what I said: “Only on the weekends.” That was so stupid of me. We could’ve maybe dated if he knew how I felt about him. But I have to hide it or I’ll get outcast by my peers.
My school is a public school, but around 60% of the students are Muslim and the rest are still homophobic. They say the f-slur as a joke — I don’t know why.
Sometimes I go on Sniffies (I promise I am super duper safe) because I only look at the map to see that I am not alone.
Sometimes I talk to ChatGPT and say things like “pretend you’re my friend, respond short like in texts,” because I have no one to talk to.
When my heart was broken by the same friend because I realised he was just playing with my feelings, I had no one to talk to (and this sub would take down my post about how I felt), so I texted ChatGPT.
I have thought about unaliving myself. I have never made plans and I don’t actually want to. But I imagine a quiet place where I don’t have the burden of being born the way I was — a universe where I die with dignity, where my parents cry over my body without knowing my sexuality, and where people remember that I was helpful and think of me positively.
I actually act so happy and smile every day. I am insanely extroverted. But when I am alone at night with just me and my thoughts, I just want to cry. I hold my pillow and pretend it is the same friend who plays with my feelings — not because I love him, but because he’s the closest person I have ever had and the most intimate relationship I have ever had. All I want is someone to love me unconditionally. Sex comes second to love. All I want is someone to snuggle and kiss and call mine. I want to be able to say “I have had a bad day” and have my boyfriend wrap his arms around me and make it better — not have some guy tell me “stop complaining like a female.”
I honestly hate being gay. I don’t hate the actual part about loving the same sex. I hate what comes with it. I’ll never be treated like a person. I am a “sexual deviant,” a “pervert,” and an “abomination to God.” My love is just “uncontrolled lust,” and I can never travel home with my partner. If there was a surgery to become straight, I would take it no matter the risk. I’d rather be blind and deaf and straight than gay, because at least being blind and deaf means people don’t look at you with disgust or laugh.
Hola!!!
Hi so I am a year 12 student from the UK and I am really interested in dentistry and I was wondering if I could study in spain because the competition over here is really fierce and reliant on the UCAT. I want to study dentistry in Madrid because I understand the basics of Spanish (I started A-level Spanish but ended up dropping it). I am really scared to come because I feel like I wouldnt make friends and I would be all alone trying to learn Spanish. I heard it is really easy to get kicked out of uni in spain is thay true? Also I am gay so idk how accepting people are over there.
My Stupid Heartbreak Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am limerent over my friend (17 M) lets call him Billy.
First, I need to explain just how much I like him. I listen to love songs—Arabic songs, Frank Sinatra, all that stuff—while looking through our photos together. I know that sounds creepy, but that's where I'm at.
The thing is, I don't think I'm completely crazy for obsessing over him because of the way we act around each other. We go to the gym together all the time, and this is just one example of what it's usually like.
One night he spammed me on Snapchat begging me to go to the gym with him at 9 PM. I eventually went, and while we were training chest and biceps I was lying on the incline bench looking up at him. He said:
«"In this position I want to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it. Don't worry, I won't tell Person X."»
We were messing around the whole time—touching each other's hair, shoving each other, being generally physical.
I told him he looked good and he replied:
«"Stop flirting with me."»
Then he literally started playing tag with me in the middle of the gym.
Afterward, we walked to the bus stop and I had my arm around him the entire way.
At some point I sent him translated lyrics from my favourite Arabic song, Law Ma Tiji:
«"Before you, my heart was a paradise with no colour.
A tree without birds.
A butterfly without wings."»
He remembered the song afterward and replied:
«"Love you too."»
At one point he said:
«"I don't do that because I'm not gay."»
And I replied:
«"Yes you are. Who are you fooling?"»
He just smiled and licked his teeth.
A minute later he said:
«"I genuinely think you're gay. Like, you'd let a guy do it to you."»
I replied:
«"Maybe. What would you do if a guy did it to you?"»
And he said:
«"Do it back to him."»
Another time he found a ring on the floor and asked:
«"Will you marry me?"»
At the bus stop I put my head on his shoulder and we talked about life. He stroked my mullet and said:
«"Oh, nice curly hair."»
On the bus I held onto his knuckle, and before leaving I whispered:
«"I love you."»
He whispered back:
«"Love you too."»
And it didn't sound like a joke. It sounded genuine. Emotional, even.
He also doesn't seem interested in any girls.
One evening we sat on swings at sunset and I genuinely felt loved.
But then I got home and wanted to tell him something personal. He opened the message and left me on read. I sent a sarcastic "yeah okay thanks" and deleted the chats. He never apologised.
The next day he wasn't acting sweet anymore. He didn't let me touch him as much. He acted like nothing from the previous day had happened. He is so fucking distant on text. I will ask him "what are you doing ( or going to do)?" And he'll js say "gooning." Hell only respond in 1 word to the point where its annoying me when I need actual information. Why tf is he playing with my feeling like this it feels like he is doing it on purpose?
And that's the cycle.
One day he's incredibly affectionate, says things that sound romantic, remembers songs I send him, whispers "love you too," asks me to marry him, and lets me rest my head on his shoulder.
The next day he acts completely normal, distant, and uninterested.
It genuinely hurts because I care about him so much. Part of me just wants to live life with him and not worry about anything else.
Whenever I see him post a story with a girl—even though he's told me she's just a friend—I get ridiculously jealous. I know that's irrational, but that's honestly how I feel.
I know I probably sound pathetic, but I don't know what to do. I want someone to love, cuddle, and be close to. I want to move on if nothing is ever going to happen.
The problem is that every time I start getting over him, my heart just comes right back to Billy.
I love him so much that I hate how successful he is. I get annoyed by how perfect he is how handsome, funny and smart he is. It infuriates me how this perfect man is so close yet so far.
Idk if u guys have thought abt this but I wonder " what would happen if I were to kms?" I wont ofc I am not acc suicidal but I js wonder wat will happen. Will my parents cry over me? Will he care? Will he shed a tear or am I js any other person?
My Stupid Heart Break Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am deeply like in love with my friend(17m). LETS call him Billy(not suiting bc hes Indian lol). Firstly, I need to tell you how much I like him- I listen to love songs (Arabic and frank sinatra shit) will looking at like our pics(ik i sound creepy).
Thing is I dont think its my fault for obsessing over him because of how we act around eachother. We go gym together, and I will be telling you wat happened last time we went gym tgthr( this happens very often this is only an example).
He begged me to go gym with him at 9pm like spamming PLS on snap. I went w him and started training chest biceps. On incline bench I was looking up at him and he said "in this position I went to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it- dw I wont tell person X(some muslim guy that I hate)"
We were touching each other and shit like i was touching his hair he was touching mine etc etc.
I said he looked good and shit and he said "stop flirting with me"
He started playing IT ( tag for you americans) in the middle of the gym
We left gym and I had my arm around him the entire way to the bus stop.
I sent him lyrics from my favourite arabic song translated into English and he said " love you too"
It was law ma tiji:
"Before you my heart was a paradise with no colour
A tree without birds
A butterfly without wings"
And he remembered this song
He said " I dont do... bc I am not gay" and I said "Yes you are, who are you fooling!" He licked his teeth and smiled at me.
1 minute later he said "I genuinly think you are gay-like you would let a guy put it in you" and i said "maybe, but what would you do if a guy did it to you?" and he said "Do it back to him."
HE found a ring on the floor and said "will you marry me?"
On the bus stop i put my head on his shoulders and talked abt life
He stroked my mullet and said "oh nice curly hair"
On the bus I held into his knuckle and before leaving I whispered "I love you" and he whispered back "love you too." Like sounded emotional and genuine not a gay joke.
He doesnt like a single girl.
we went to the swings and were swinging at sunset and i fucking felt like i was loved.
But then when I got home I wanted ti twll him a story abt smth sensitive I told him and he left it on opened and then I said "ye ok thx" and deleted the chats and he didnt even apologise.
And the day after he didnt like act all cutsie like b4 and didnt let me touch him as much.
This happens again and again he starts being super sweet and romantic one day and the other he acts like nothing ever happened.
It makes me feel so sad because I genuinely care for him so much and I want to just have no care in the world and live my life with him. But i cant confess to him bc i am closeted and live in a religious household, i cant try to cut him out bc what can I say " im gay 4 u and want distance"?
Every time I see his story with a girl (who he told me is js his friend) i get livid and jelous bc idk hes mine!!!
Sorry for acting ao tsundere but Idk wat to do w myself bc i rlly want a person to love and cuddle and shit, but I cant move on if my heart keeps coming back to billy.
My Stupid Heartbreak Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am deeply, hopelessly in love with my friend (17M). Let's call him Billy (which doesn't really suit him because he's Indian, but whatever).
First, I need to explain just how much I like him. I listen to love songs—Arabic songs, Frank Sinatra, all that stuff—while looking through our photos together. I know that sounds creepy, but that's where I'm at.
The thing is, I don't think I'm completely crazy for obsessing over him because of the way we act around each other. We go to the gym together all the time, and this is just one example of what it's usually like.
One night he spammed me on Snapchat begging me to go to the gym with him at 9 PM. I eventually went, and while we were training chest and biceps I was lying on the incline bench looking up at him. He said:
«"In this position I want to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it. Don't worry, I won't tell Person X."»
We were messing around the whole time—touching each other's hair, shoving each other, being generally physical.
I told him he looked good and he replied:
«"Stop flirting with me."»
Then he literally started playing tag with me in the middle of the gym.
Afterward, we walked to the bus stop and I had my arm around him the entire way.
At some point I sent him translated lyrics from my favourite Arabic song, Law Ma Tiji:
«"Before you, my heart was a paradise with no colour.
A tree without birds.
A butterfly without wings."»
He remembered the song afterward and replied:
«"Love you too."»
At one point he said:
«"I don't do that because I'm not gay."»
And I replied:
«"Yes you are. Who are you fooling?"»
He just smiled and licked his teeth.
A minute later he said:
«"I genuinely think you're gay. Like, you'd let a guy do it to you."»
I replied:
«"Maybe. What would you do if a guy did it to you?"»
And he said:
«"Do it back to him."»
Another time he found a ring on the floor and asked:
«"Will you marry me?"»
At the bus stop I put my head on his shoulder and we talked about life. He stroked my mullet and said:
«"Oh, nice curly hair."»
On the bus I held onto his knuckle, and before leaving I whispered:
«"I love you."»
He whispered back:
«"Love you too."»
And it didn't sound like a joke. It sounded genuine. Emotional, even.
He also doesn't seem interested in any girls.
One evening we sat on swings at sunset and I genuinely felt loved.
But then I got home and wanted to tell him something personal. He opened the message and left me on read. I sent a sarcastic "yeah okay thanks" and deleted the chats. He never apologised.
The next day he wasn't acting sweet anymore. He didn't let me touch him as much. He acted like nothing from the previous day had happened.
And that's the cycle.
One day he's incredibly affectionate, says things that sound romantic, remembers songs I send him, whispers "love you too," asks me to marry him, and lets me rest my head on his shoulder.
The next day he acts completely normal, distant, and uninterested.
It genuinely hurts because I care about him so much. Part of me just wants to live life with him and not worry about anything else.
But I can't confess to him. I'm closeted and come from a religious household. I also can't really distance myself from him because what am I supposed to say?
«"Sorry, I need space because I'm in love with you."»
Whenever I see him post a story with a girl—even though he's told me she's just a friend—I get ridiculously jealous. I know that's irrational, but that's honestly how I feel.
I know I probably sound pathetic, but I don't know what to do. I want someone to love, cuddle, and be close to. I want to move on if nothing is ever going to happen.
The problem is that every time I start getting over him, my heart just comes right back to Billy.
My Stupid Heartbreak Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am deeply, hopelessly in love with my friend (17M). Let's call him Billy (which doesn't really suit him because he's Indian, but whatever).
First, I need to explain just how much I like him. I listen to love songs—Arabic songs, Frank Sinatra, all that stuff—while looking through our photos together. I know that sounds creepy, but that's where I'm at.
The thing is, I don't think I'm completely crazy for obsessing over him because of the way we act around each other. We go to the gym together all the time, and this is just one example of what it's usually like.
One night he spammed me on Snapchat begging me to go to the gym with him at 9 PM. I eventually went, and while we were training chest and biceps I was lying on the incline bench looking up at him. He said:
«"In this position I want to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it. Don't worry, I won't tell Person X."»
We were messing around the whole time—touching each other's hair, shoving each other, being generally physical.
I told him he looked good and he replied:
«"Stop flirting with me."»
Then he literally started playing tag with me in the middle of the gym.
Afterward, we walked to the bus stop and I had my arm around him the entire way.
At some point I sent him translated lyrics from my favourite Arabic song, Law Ma Tiji:
«"Before you, my heart was a paradise with no colour.
A tree without birds.
A butterfly without wings."»
He remembered the song afterward and replied:
«"Love you too."»
At one point he said:
«"I don't do that because I'm not gay."»
And I replied:
«"Yes you are. Who are you fooling?"»
He just smiled and licked his teeth.
A minute later he said:
«"I genuinely think you're gay. Like, you'd let a guy do it to you."»
I replied:
«"Maybe. What would you do if a guy did it to you?"»
And he said:
«"Do it back to him."»
Another time he found a ring on the floor and asked:
«"Will you marry me?"»
At the bus stop I put my head on his shoulder and we talked about life. He stroked my mullet and said:
«"Oh, nice curly hair."»
On the bus I held onto his knuckle, and before leaving I whispered:
«"I love you."»
He whispered back:
«"Love you too."»
And it didn't sound like a joke. It sounded genuine. Emotional, even.
He also doesn't seem interested in any girls.
One evening we sat on swings at sunset and I genuinely felt loved.
But then I got home and wanted to tell him something personal. He opened the message and left me on read. I sent a sarcastic "yeah okay thanks" and deleted the chats. He never apologised.
The next day he wasn't acting sweet anymore. He didn't let me touch him as much. He acted like nothing from the previous day had happened.
And that's the cycle.
One day he's incredibly affectionate, says things that sound romantic, remembers songs I send him, whispers "love you too," asks me to marry him, and lets me rest my head on his shoulder.
The next day he acts completely normal, distant, and uninterested.
It genuinely hurts because I care about him so much. Part of me just wants to live life with him and not worry about anything else.
But I can't confess to him. I'm closeted and come from a religious household. I also can't really distance myself from him because what am I supposed to say?
«"Sorry, I need space because I'm in love with you."»
Whenever I see him post a story with a girl—even though he's told me she's just a friend—I get ridiculously jealous. I know that's irrational, but that's honestly how I feel.
I know I probably sound pathetic, but I don't know what to do. I want someone to love, cuddle, and be close to. I want to move on if nothing is ever going to happen.
The problem is that every time I start getting over him, my heart just comes right back to Billy.
My Stupid Heartbreak Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am deeply, hopelessly in love with my friend (17M). Let's call him Billy (which doesn't really suit him because he's Indian, but whatever).
First, I need to explain just how much I like him. I listen to love songs—Arabic songs, Frank Sinatra, all that stuff—while looking through our photos together. I know that sounds creepy, but that's where I'm at.
The thing is, I don't think I'm completely crazy for obsessing over him because of the way we act around each other. We go to the gym together all the time, and this is just one example of what it's usually like.
One night he spammed me on Snapchat begging me to go to the gym with him at 9 PM. I eventually went, and while we were training chest and biceps I was lying on the incline bench looking up at him. He said:
«"In this position I want to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it. Don't worry, I won't tell Person X."»
We were messing around the whole time—touching each other's hair, shoving each other, being generally physical.
I told him he looked good and he replied:
«"Stop flirting with me."»
Then he literally started playing tag with me in the middle of the gym.
Afterward, we walked to the bus stop and I had my arm around him the entire way.
At some point I sent him translated lyrics from my favourite Arabic song, Law Ma Tiji:
«"Before you, my heart was a paradise with no colour.
A tree without birds.
A butterfly without wings."»
He remembered the song afterward and replied:
«"Love you too."»
At one point he said:
«"I don't do that because I'm not gay."»
And I replied:
«"Yes you are. Who are you fooling?"»
He just smiled and licked his teeth.
A minute later he said:
«"I genuinely think you're gay. Like, you'd let a guy do it to you."»
I replied:
«"Maybe. What would you do if a guy did it to you?"»
And he said:
«"Do it back to him."»
Another time he found a ring on the floor and asked:
«"Will you marry me?"»
At the bus stop I put my head on his shoulder and we talked about life. He stroked my mullet and said:
«"Oh, nice curly hair."»
On the bus I held onto his knuckle, and before leaving I whispered:
«"I love you."»
He whispered back:
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«"Love you too."»
And it didn't sound like a joke. It sounded genuine. Emotional, even.
He also doesn't seem interested in any girls.
One evening we sat on swings at sunset and I genuinely felt loved.
But then I got home and wanted to tell him something personal. He opened the message and left me on read. I sent a sarcastic "yeah okay thanks" and deleted the chats. He never apologised.
The next day he wasn't acting sweet anymore. He didn't let me touch him as much. He acted like nothing from the previous day had happened.
And that's the cycle.
One day he's incredibly affectionate, says things that sound romantic, remembers songs I send him, whispers "love you too," asks me to marry him, and lets me rest my head on his shoulder.
The next day he acts completely normal, distant, and uninterested.
It genuinely hurts because I care about him so much. Part of me just wants to live life with him and not worry about anything else.
But I can't confess to him. I'm closeted and come from a religious household. I also can't really distance myself from him because what am I supposed to say?
"Sorry, I need space because I'm in love with you."
Whenever I see him post a story with a girl—even though he's told me she's just a friend—I get ridiculously jealous. I know that's irrational, but that's honestly how I feel.
I know I probably sound pathetic, but I don't know what to do. I want someone to love, cuddle, and be close to. I want to move on if nothing is ever going to happen.
The problem is that every time I start getting over him, my heart just comes right back to Billy.
My Stupid Heart Break Cycle
Hi guys,
I (17M) am deeply like in love with my friend(17m). LETS call him Billy(not suiting bc hes Indian lol). Firstly, I need to tell you how much I like him- I listen to love songs (Arabic and frank sinatra shit) will looking at like our pics(ik i sound creepy).
Thing is I dont think its my fault for obsessing over him because of how we act around eachother. We go gym together, and I will be telling you wat happened last time we went gym tgthr( this happens very often this is only an example).
He begged me to go gym with him at 9pm like spamming PLS on snap. I went w him and started training chest biceps. On incline bench I was looking up at him and he said "in this position I went to put something in your mouth. You'll probably like it- dw I wont tell person X(some muslim guy that I hate)"
We were touching each other and shit like i was touching his hair he was touching mine etc etc.
I said he looked good and shit and he said "stop flirting with me"
He started playing IT ( tag for you americans) in the middle of the gym
We left gym and I had my arm around him the entire way to the bus stop.
I sent him lyrics from my favourite arabic song translated into English and he said " love you too"
It was law ma tiji:
"Before you my heart was a paradise with no colour
A tree without birds
A butterfly without wings"
And he remembered this song
He said " I dont do... bc I am not gay" and I said "Yes you are, who are you fooling!" He licked his teeth and smiled at me.
1 minute later he said "I genuinly think you are gay-like you would let a guy put it in you" and i said "maybe, but what would you do if a guy did it to you?" and he said "Do it back to him."
HE found a ring on the floor and said "will you marry me?"
On the bus stop i put my head on his shoulders and talked abt life
He stroked my mullet and said "oh nice curly hair"
On the bus I held into his knuckle and before leaving I whispered "I love you" and he whispered back "love you too." Like sounded emotional and genuine not a gay joke.
He doesnt like a single girl.
we went to the swings and were swinging at sunset and i fucking felt like i was loved.
But then when I got home I wanted ti twll him a story abt smth sensitive I told him and he left it on opened and then I said "ye ok thx" and deleted the chats and he didnt even apologise.
And the day after he didnt like act all cutsie like b4 and didnt let me touch him as much.
This happens again and again he starts being super sweet and romantic one day and the other he acts like nothing ever happened.
It makes me feel so sad because I genuinely care for him so much and I want to just have no care in the world and live my life with him. But i cant confess to him bc i am closeted and live in a religious household, i cant try to cut him out bc what can I say " im gay 4 u and want distance"?
Every time I see his story with a girl (who he told me is js his friend) i get livid and jelous bc idk hes mine!!!
Sorry for acting ao tsundere but Idk wat to do w myself bc i rlly want a person to love and cuddle and shit, but I cant move on if my heart keeps coming back to billy.