there is no one to blame but myself and i am so afraid
He uses me - after 20 years. I hate him.
I have another MSN account so I can use it as a disguise to manipulate people and break up my friends' relationships.
my boyfriend is overweight...and although i love him dearly, i know i would be far more attracted to him if he lost the weight.
My alcohol tolerance skyrocketing 2 years ago when I became an alcoholic. A 12-pack won't even get me messed up, and that's pretty sad because drinking is expensive.
i promised my grandson that we would go to Chicago for four months, then told him that we weren't going. He had saved up £250 for this trip. He wanted to go and see his beloved Chicago Bears play, but i messed him around. What shall i do?
I've liked the same girl for the past 3 years. I always do stuff for her but she has no idea i did it. The other day i found out she just got a boyfriend. It's so depressing cause this guy isn't as smart as me, not as nice to her as me, way fatter than me and is ugly. Even her best friend is with me on this one. What is wrong with me, she picked someone like that over me...
And it really IS a typical cliche. Screwed-up romance with a high-school setting. Girl goes through school in ignorant bliss, popular - but with all the wrong people. She's sometimes happy, she's sometimes sad - she lives a good enough life to survive on. After a few years of this she sees this guy, whos always been there. . .but it's taken her this long to actually SEE him. She hates him - his cocky sarcasm, his confident arrogance - and yet he won't get out of her head, he just won't. Oh, but if only he didn't hate her as intensely as she hates him. . . Unfortunately, it's so damn impossible for him to return the love. He's gorgeous. Talented. . .at pretty much everything. She's that typical "girl next door" type. Pretty in your average kinda way. Dresses like a total freak. Acts like a dude most of the time. As annoying as hell. Got no girl friends and thousands of guy friends. Oh, but isn't this the beautiful irony of an overused cliche. . . ?
My brother was in a motorcyle accident last June. I was the last person to see him before it happened. The last words he ever heard were "I hope you die". And he did. I will never, ever stop feeling guilty.
I've liked the same guy for two years. We're good friends. We do a lot of business together. When we met we we're both in relationships, but now we're both single. We spend a lot of time together, but nothing romantic ever happens. I think its obvious that I like him. Everyone else sees it. Part of me thinks he likes me too. I think we're both so intimidated by each other that we think we don't have a chance. Neither one of us is the type to be rejected. I like him so much. My last relationship ended in part because I could never shut up about him. I look forward to seeing him and his phone calls. I'm like a little girl. I giggle and blush and get butterflies. I love it. I love this feeling. I guess risking losing the pleasure of his company just to bear my soul isn't what I want to do. I'd rather sit here and admire him from afar then never admire him at all. I look at it this way, whatever is meant to be will happen.
I have come to realize that there are alot of fake people out there. The person who is your best friend all through middle school, won't sit next to you in high school. The person who held your hair back when you were drunk and drove you home, won't be there when you're legal to drink. People change. You have to stay true to who you are and what you believe. Don't make exceptions. Anyone who is worthy of your friendship would never do anything to jeopardize it. Life is too short to have shady people around you. Surround yourself with good people who love you and support you. You have one life to live, make it the best one ever.
When I was little, my mom used to spend a lot of money on expensive items from department stores, particularly shoes. But she'd be afraid of showing my dad her credit card bills, so in order to pay them off, she'd return a vast majority of what she'd gotten. She'd be too ashamed to return five or six pairs of shoes at a time, though, so she'd send me or one of my siblings to do it. Even at a young age, I knew what was going on and it embarressed me. I know that she still does the same thing to my younger half-brother. Well, I inherited my mother's shopping addiction. But instead of returning anything that I don't need and facing the shame of dealing with judgemental salespeople, I keep all of it. So now I have tons of clothes, but if I don't watch out, I'll go broke very quickly.
If one of my friends piss me off i will take something that is worth a good amount of money and smash it. I broke a friends cell phone 2 weeks ago for making me look like and jerk at a party. He never found out what happened to it and spent almost $400 on a new phone.
I never have enough free time to go hang out with friends and drink. When i do have the free time there busy. I drink by myself until i cant even walk. I do at least 2 times a week. It sucks so bad, but i have nothing else to do. The gf works so much that we never get to see each other so i turn to drinking.
-I'm almost suicidal -I hate who I am right now -I'm 20, in love with a 14 year old. I'll never tell her because I want her to be happy. Can't help my perfect girl was born a few years after me. -I have no one to talk to at all. None of my friends want to hear what I have to say.
When I was a kid...we had a servant, who happened to have a child, and he was an orphan, his father was dead....I used to bully him, and torture him...Sometimes I want to cry about these sort of things I did...I used to beat on my younger sister too, and maids....I hate myself sometimes.
im in a relationship with the guy who has been my best friend for the last 2 years - he is everything any girl could want... but late at night all i think about is the one that broke my heart... deep down i know he is my one
Ive been married for 7 years.My husband just found out Ive been having a affair with his best mate. The bad thing is I'm actually also having an affair with a man in Texas who Ive fallen in love with.If the guy from Texas finds out about me sleeping with my hubby's best mate I risk losing him. My life sucks,and It's all my own fault