i love you.. but i'm afraid if i tell you, you won't speak.
ive been inhailing spray paint since i was eight. i never knew that was bad for you, or even what it did untill this past year. now im addicted, and absolutely nobody knows about it. and i don't plan on telling anybody either.
sometimes when i'm in the car with my bestfriend driving down the highway...i wish, really, really hard that we get in a head-on collison and i die a slow and painful death. (because i think it's what i deserve for what i did to you.)
Once, a woman got me fired, so I called the Childrens' Aid on her, for her treatment of her daughter. It probably turned out to be a good thing, but I did it to get back at her, not out of concern.
so i went to miami this summer with a group of dancers from my school-- my room mate made my life miserable-- she wanted to fight for no reason - didnt let me sleep -- and talked badly about me all day long -- the last thing she did too me was get my very expensive hair straightener and she bent it - i got angry -- and i got her cranberry juice -- i peed in it -- i got her toothbrush and cleaned the toilet with it -- after i was done using it -- i got her contact solution and replaced the toilet water with her solution.. i sat there the next day and watched her drink her cranberry juice- brush her mouth and put on her contacts-- from then on i cant help but smile every time i see her..what i did was wrong--but she deserved it!
I just broke up with a beautiful girl. We had dated for a year and a half and never had a single fight. It was so easy and so perfect. Now looking at it, I just wonder why it had to... quit. I wonder if there was just something I could have done more. Is fighting and drama required for passion to stick around? Cindy I will always love you. I don't care that I told you I was okay with this. I should fight til the day I die to keep what we had. Why did you give up?
It seems like the whole world is out to get me. I've been going on internship interviews and I just keep getting rejection letters. I'm trying so hard. Everyone keeps telling me to just hang in and things will work out. I don't even believe them anymore. I'm jealous of all the people that get things so easily and I have to struggle ten times harder than everyone else. When is it my turn to just have things handed to me?
I just hate who I am. Not physically but emotionally. It's a cliche and pathetic way of thinking but it's how I feel. Borderline Personality Disorder (among others) has destroyed my life.
I am so angry these days so pissed off at every little thing that I do...And i don't know why i am...I hate my mums side of the family except for me grandma. I hate my brother cause he gets angry so easily but i cant do nothing about it (big bro). Hate my sister because she always steals stuff from me and my mum where she repeats herself 20 times in a row IT GETS BLOODY ANNOYING. But sometimes i think that that's not the reason why i'm angry it might be something else...Just wanted to let some steam out.
your words: You had to end our relationship b/c of all of the stress in your life. You were so busy with school and work and were going overseas for a temporary job assignment. But you never stopped loving me. There was no amount of distance or time constraints that would made me stop loving you. As I still do now. This was my first happy adult relationship. your actions: three weeks after we stop talking you decide that somehow you are prepared to get into another relationship. She's 19 and you are 29. And what about that temporary assignment overseas? You say you don't know...maybe you'll stay together. How can you do this to me? You are a liar. Do you remember yourself at 19? I know this is just a rebound, but screw you. And your actions speak louder than words.
I'm not religious and I do not believe in God. To my surprise, I prayed secretly to God last night to grant me a chance to pursue my dreams. I wonder if it works.
You are a good friend but i really hate how you come to my house and borrow everything i have and keep and treat it like its yours. I also hate the fact that you always make me feel like an alien everytime i dont agree with you in front of everyone. don't get me wrong your a good friend but i just wish youd stop those things.
i like this guy (let's call him Bob) but there's this one other guy that likes me. He asked if i liked Bob and i don't know what i should do. i don't want to hurt his feelings
I told everyone that I did not have cancer. That it would all be OK. That I am just little sick and with time I will get better. I lied to everyone about it. I do have cancer of the Esophagus. I don't have the money to treat it and I will die from it before I get to see my kids grow up.
I proposed dating to a girl who was seeing another guy who is away at a foreign land. This girl had lately become my best friend. I knew that I was risking friendship, but I didn't want to keep my feelings to myself. She said she couldn't see me in any other way but as a friend. I was cool at first. But then later she kept some demands in front of me. I was wondering if someone can expect so much from a "just a friend"... I was a little insecure about being used. I was serious about this girl. I feel awful for not being a friend. Thats not all. I tried to cut her off due to my own insecurity. I orchestrated a fight. I made her a greeting for her birthday. She said she didn't like some aspect of it. I threw a big fit. I was really bitter at her. I said something really mean about her not showing any signs of being a friend... The thing is I really hurt her with what I said. She said that she cried herself to sleep. I said those things only to hurt her. Later on when we did talk again, I acted like a pompous jerk and didn't think I owed her an apology. When I cooled down, I thought I had over reacted... I apologized to her. She accepted. But its obvious, I have lost my best friend.
I'm a guy that loves wearing skirts. I particularly like denim mini's although I have tried a pencil skirt. This was ok, but the shorter skirts are a real thrill to wear. I love the feeling of the skirt on my legs and think they are so much better, smarter and more exciting then boring old trousers. I've just bought myself another skirt recently, again it's a mini with a rear zip fastener which I love. The feeling as I do the zip up is great and can't stop looking at it.
I think I have dual personalities... On the one hand, I am a very polite, very smart kind individual. On the other hand I have very crazy fantasies... sometimes violent, sometimes not: -- For example, I will be sitting in class and think about raising my hand and saying something (not sure if I am day dreaming or not...the situation will play out as if i said something, then I will snap back to reality, and not be sure if I actually said anything or not. -- Other times, I have very violent urges, to hit someone, or plan out how I will hit them or hurt them... i get lost in my daydream and then snap back, not knowing what has gone on for the past 5 minutes. It takes an enormous amount of control to keep my realities straight, and I am afraid that one day I might act out a violent fantasy and not be aware of it. :(
I spend every day lying about my feelings. I about 10 months ago I split off an engagement for no reason. I'm not a huge drinker or drug addict. I work mon-fri and run a business. I'm in no debt and believe you have to live life however it makes you happy, yet I never seem to make myself happy. I've tried to make myself open my eyes to love but the two times I did i, without thinking the first time and constantly trying to figure it out the second time pushed myself out. I wish I could find love and know I'm happy.