i am still in love with an old love - love him to pieces, miss him so much, would move to florida just to be close to him BUT don't want to date him - don't trust him and afraid that i would be hurt so i won't make any moves - but i just wish i could stop my love for him, just cant

Hi my friend, check the Police Log in the paper.

Are you SURE you want to marry this guy?  I mean seriously.  He has such bad teeth that his breath always stinks, he's possessive and insecure, he doesn't put out, he doesn't do what you like in bed, and he doesn't seem so fucking jazzed about marrying you.  When I went to marry my wife, I was spazzing with joy and vowing to be a better person to be worthy of her.  This is the ONLY acceptable attitude for a man about to be married.  You're too good for this jerk.

I do my son's homework and then have him rewrite it in his handwriting.

My husband is so incessantly chatty and loud that he completely destroys my inner peace.

I have spit on people who annoyed me. Wow, you can't believe how pissed they get. But they never retaliate.  They get all indignant and grossed out, but they do nothing in return. I love it. Spitting is my weapon of choice.

I wish there would be a wizard to take our troubles away.  I played an iPhone app and actually think there is a wizard in it.. It freaks me out. There seems to be a secret in this app that I can't figure out.  digimagic is its name

The world needs to wake up and smell the economy.  We are not in a recession or a depression we are in switch to the Creative Class out of the Blue Collar era.  

GO TECH GO

Is nothing sacred?

Go to google.com  They are now using Gandhi's round bald head as part of their logo today.

Google, you have lost your way.  Do you think this is respectful to a man who dedicated his life to helping people?  Do you think this great individual would be pleased to be part of a marketing initiative for your profit making company?  Do you think this is what he stood for.

You guys think you are so cool.  Instead, you are no different than the other self-serving corporate wonks out there.

For shame Google.    For shame!

I'm glad the Olympics were awarded to Brazil.  

1) America doesn't deserve it.  You can try to control everything in the world, but you can't.  Hurts doesn't it. Poor babies.

2) By not having the Olympics, you will be spared endless and nauseating promotions by McDonalds introducing the new McOlympic burger, Starbucks with their Olymic size Latte, The Gap and their Olympic line of clothes, etc.

America, you should be thankful you didn't get the Olympics.

I said I hate you. I wish I could. I don't hate you at all. Even tho I should.

I used to call banging a fat chick "hogging".  Then again, I used to have fun little derogatory things to say about any chick that would let me put my cock in her.

My MOM walked in on a conversation I was having with "one of the guys" about the "bitches and skanks" that we'd been with.  

She wasn't angry.  Actually, she laughed.  She then said something like, "Well, if you guys think that a girl has to be immoral and disgusting to sleep with either of you doesn't that say more about YOU than the girl that was kindly enough to share your bed?"

That marked the end of my smack talk about the ladies I've slept with.  The lovely, intelligent, giving women of all shapes, sizes and colors that I've slept with.

Thank you, ladies.  I'm sorry.

This weekend will either make or break us.  I'm not sure which I'm pulling for.

The fact that you are so enamored of my work really turns me on. Everyone would like to be worshipped just a LITTLE, don't you think?
I would never screw up the great relationship I'm in just to feed my ego that way, but I can think about it sometimes with a smile on my face...

I wish my wife had bigger fingers.  Understand?

I used to be an auto mechanic for a GM dealership; now I am a mechanical engineer. Let me let you in on a little secret: the service departments ROB YOU BLIND every time your car comes through the door. They know they are doing this and could not care less because they also know you WILL come up with the money because everyone NEEDS their car. Quite often, and I do mean QUITE often, the mechanics know precisely what the problem is with your car after you've described the problem and they do a "quick look". The computer controlled emissions and fuel/air systems on cars can be rather complicated now, but the basic engineering of the engine is as it has always been. Doesn't matter; the mechanic will still follow the procedure written out in the service manual for fault diagnostics because that is how he gets paid and how the service dept gets paid. They charge you $40 to $80 per service hour; the mechanic is NOT being paid that. He only gets anywhere from $15 to $30 per service hour, depending on experience and training. So its in both their interest to go step by stupid step and charge for every little thing. I did this for 3 years and just could not take robbing people any more. Back to college I went.

I feel too busy to date... I am 18 and ready for a serious relationship, or atleast think I am... and have not dated before. Ug I want a girlfriend but I have no time to start anything!
M/18/MI college freshy

Trance IS pretty great without drugs, listening to some right now.

Oh, I nailed a married woman once. She was in love with me, as I was with her. She was too scared to do what was needed for us to be togehter, now I'm married and very happy. Too bad for her. ;-)

Looks are not everything. Character means more. I know you dont like my x but unlike your x there are no photos of him chocking on a huge black cock when I google her name.

I don't have very many memories of childhood.  Lots of bits and pieces of things.  My brother remembers more as do my friends and other family members.  I get a lot of crap for not remembering things.  I think I just tend to forget about the bad or boring times, which is how I describe most of my life up to age 18.  College memories are a bit stronger, but none of my memories are very plentiful.
I don't really know how to feel about this.

From the first moment I laid eyes on you I had a crush on you, it started small, but has since grown.  Now every time I am around you I am in such a better mood.
The problem?
I can never tell if you feel anything back.  I mean when you were first introduced to me we didn't speak, but you looked straight into my eyes with such intensity, sometimes that happens still.  I literally cannot look away when you do that.  You notice things about me that most girls don't even notice.  I changed my hair color/style, I wore some make-up, or something about my clothes that is very minor.  You are very friendly toward me 95% of the time and honestly it feels very close a lot of the time, but I just can't tell.
The negatives include things like when I gave an open invitation to hang out with me, you didn't really say anything.  You didn't jump at it nor did you turn me down.  I don't know what to make of that.  Not to mention other rather cryptic behaviours and things you have mentioned.
It's crazy.  No matter how it turns out it has been fantastic to have a crush on someone again, especially on someone who knows I exist, knows my name, and who is not completely distant to me.

Yuck, I can't believe how fat your new boyfriend is. I mean, he looks like he's 7 months pregnant! And he's old! You're kind of thick, but not obese, this guy isn't up to your level in the looks department. There isn't a reason in the world you should be dating an old, pregnant man even after what happened to you. Please, I'm begging you to find someone better looking.

I wish there really was an effort being made to round up the "far right", the "right wing", and the "tea baggers". It would be easy. Simply go around the country announcing Sarah Palin rallies near the most convenient train stations, then herd everyone who shows up onto the train, and take them away. Throw them in the ocean. Put them in the desert. Bury them deep underground and force them to watch Michael Moore and Oliver Stone movies for the rest of their lives. Put them on a vegan diet. I don't care. If those people are going to accuse Democrats of running internment camps, and they'll continue to say it whether it's happening or not, then we should do it and get the job done once and for all. We'll be accused of it if we don't. And if we do, there will be no one to make the accusations.

Oh, the secret? I won't kill a bug or step on a spider, but I'd be willing to advocate mass human extermination. Total hypocrisy... and if there is one thing I really hate, it's a hypocrite.

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you've only been gone a day and I miss you terribly Mark. I hope you find me soon

Dubai is the perfect example of everything that is wrong with human hubris. Skyscrapers built just to break world records, using back-breaking free labor off slaves imported from other countries. Hotels so lavish and expensive it costs at least $10,000 a night. The fight to build the largest candy store in the world. Manmade islands shaped like palm trees. Underwater hotels. Destruction of natural barrier reefs to build it all. No trees, plants, or living things apart from humans.  Environmental devastation, no recycling programs, The government is corrupt and totalitarian. Protesting anything is against the law. Prostitution everywhere even though it's illegal to even look at any website that is considered "immoral".

It is an attempt to escape nature, life and reality by living in a sugar coated, world on a constant high. Meanwhile, 90-something percent of the world lives in crushing poverty. This city has so much money it could feed the world; but it chooses to squander the money on image, architecture, slave labor, and frivolous junk.

You borrowed $2000 off my mother to pay for a lawyer. Then you go out and buy a $600 camera.  Then you buy piles of expensive Christmas presents for everybody, promising my mom you would pay her back when you got your Social Security backpay.  I know that check came.  Instead, you went out and bought a load of new crap, and you've been avoiding my mom.  She's not going to sue; she's just going to let it go because you are a manipulative bitch who could lie her way out of court.  See what a good friend my mom is?  You should be the friend she thought you were and PAY HER BACK!

Karma is a BITCH! Married in 1990 into a very psychologicaly abusive relationship. Child born in 1992. Finally had enough in 1994 and left but was the model removed parent--and remain so.

Fast forward to today...she's in a physically abusive relationship...alcoholic...unemployed and facing foreclosure.

Me: married (HAPPILY!) 13 years...three great kids and a better relationship than ever with my first born. Cedrtainly not bragging, but wow...Karma is a BITCH!

I still feel like you are mine...  even after a year.  You dont know how much you impacted my life, for the good and bad.  I hope you will come to your senses and see that i want more than a friendship.... I love you, and i want to tell you more than anything, i dont because im scarred we wont be friends anymore.  And im not going to lose you again,

you were more of a sister to me than any of the ones that I actually have. && I miss you.
Your little girl is adorable. I hope you stay around so I can watch her grow up, and you can see how I turn out.
You always had my back and I'll never forget it. ily!

Hey T,
I love you.
I've jus gotta find you again and make sure you know that you are beautiful inside and out. I hated hearing your "guy stories" and how some of them treated you so bad because you deserve the absolute best.
Remember, I was your favorite 'lil minor kid' this time last year.
I'll never forget you because you helped me grow up, and I really hope I see you again so I can tell you that, plus so much more that I never said...
You are so much of the reason that I am actually trying so hard to get my GED.
18/f

Today I found out that I failed the Illinois bar exam. I have never felt so stupid in my entire life.

I feel so fucking useless.  I wish I could help you.

snuggies should be banned.

I have so many naughty little fantasies about you. I'm so glad you can't read my mind. If you knew how many times I had imagined playing dress-up just for you, blindfolding you and tickling you all over with my tongue, or letting you do me doggystyle and filming it so we could watch it whenever we wanted to, etc., I'd be so embarrassed. Okay, maybe not. But I should be. I deserve a spanking.

I hate fat girls and their fat girl attitudes.  Check them out -- they are all the same.  Fat, unhappy, miserable, fat pieces of shit.  

Oh and these are the girls who will do every little nasty, skanky request that guys want because its all they have.  Ewwww!  Men call it hogging.  

35/F

I was the star of my high school musical. I sang my lungs out in front of a thousand people several nights in a row. Now 20 something years later I'm afraid to go out of the house. What the f*** happened to me?

i cant stop thinking about you maggie. please stop letting me do this to myself. i cant do it myself.

When we first became friends, you asked me if I loved my husband.  I immediately replied that I do and I will never forget your reaction.  You seemed surprised.  When I look back now, I think I may have just said that to you because it was the politically correct thing to say or I had somehow convinced myself that I must love the person that I married.  Now that I am analyzing my marriage and peeling back the layers of our relationship, I am realizing that he has always be the one to tear me down and my family, friends and my self-confidence have always built me back up. I am beginning to realize that my potential to experience true happiness and real love has been compromised while dealing with someone who does not truly respect me and love me.  He tells me that he loves me but I believe he sees me as a possession for him to control and I think I have made it easy for him by always accepting what he does and staying by his side.  I just wish I had the strength and courage to move on.

I love talking to senior citizens.  They have experienced so much,they are wise from their experiences, and they love to listen and share stories.  I have a few 70+ friends at the dog park and I love talking with them.  Their stories are so much more interesting than carpool, exercise classes, and household drama.  One gent has me searching for the perfect match for his unmarried son. They tell me that I make them feel young because I am interested in hanging with them, so good feelings all around. They tell me that young people don't usually bother talking with them.

If we all would stop talking so much and start listening to the older generation, we just might learn something worthwhile to pass on to our own children instead of standing around gabbing about nonsense.

F/41

I secretly despise most other artists because they are typically lazy moochers who take no responsibility in life. I feel like they screw up the image of those that actually work hard to be a success.

If you're just a lazy brat that likes to play with art supplies someone else buys you, don't call yourself an artist.

If my husband ever called me stupid I would punch him.  Not playfully.  Probably not in the face (if you KWIM).  His father called his mother stupid once in front of me (the first time I ever met his parents, actually) and I informed him that if he thought that was how he was going to treat me that he better keep on looking for a wife because I wouldn't hesitate to knock him out.

Needless to say, he'd never even DREAM of calling me stupid.

I hate his mother with all my might. She lies. She is so stupid... but she doesn't even care. I hate that woman.

I'm in an emotionally abusive relationship. I want to get out, but it's not that easy. I'm so scared. But i'm not so sure I want to end it. At least I know he won't leave me, because he wouldn't. he controls me.

Last night I had sex with my new boytoy and then came home to my ex and woke up with his dick in my mouth. After I finished him off he ate me like crazy and I came so hard. I'm still so horny.

My boyfriend seems to think that he needs to argue all the time. No, not argue, put me down. He is never wrong. But, everything I do is. This is our latest quarrel:



He's been working on my car and needing to drive it. He gets in, changes EVERY mirror. He walk in the house and says this-

"What the fuck?! Why do you have to mess with the mirrors?! I have them set the way I need them!"

me- "I haven't driven your car in like 2 weeks, and that was just to the store, so I didn't touch the mirrors."

"I'm fucking talking about your car!"

me- "Wait, I can't set the mirrors the way I need them?! Why does it have to be about you? Thats MY car! You hardly drive it. Your almost a foot taller than me, our angles don't match up."

"God! You fucking ask for my help and you can't even help me out."

me- "Honey, did you fix the mirrors?"

"Yes? What does that matter?"

me- "Then what is the problem? It takes a whole 30 seconds. You fixed it, is it a problem anymore? No."

"What's your problem? Why do you need to argue all the time? I'm fucking helping you and you can't seem to help me? I don't see why your mad. Fuckin take it to get it fixed then, I won't waste my time anymore."

me- "Okay. Fine."

"Whatever. You are so stupid sometimes. When I get in a car, I move the mirrors so I can see. It needs to always be like that."

me- "Okay honey, I'm not even gunna say what's on my mind. You're always right so why should I?"

"What?! Say it!? Go ahead! I want to hear what you have to say. Prove me wrong."

me- "forget it."
*dropped*

3 days later I borrow his car. I set the rearview mirror and that is it.

"Oh my god! Did you forget we JUST argued about this?! Really?! Are you that stupid?! Why do you need to mess with my shit? You moved everything!"

me- "No, I didn't. I moved the rearview mirror because I need it. I moved the seat up because I couldn't touch the pedal. I moved the steering wheel down because I couldn't see over it."

"That's everything!"

me- "Okay, forget it. Sorry I fucking touched your shit. I'll never use your car. I'd rather walk."


"Don't be like that. Stop being such a spoiled princess. It's annoying."




I don't know how much I can take this.

You want to know why america sucks?

My car started running funny.  The engine was vibrating in this irregular way, as if something wasn't firing correctly.  I know very little about these things, but it seemed to me that a spark plug wasn't working or something. I think I should replace them all.

Instead I bring the car into the dealership repair shop and the do their fancy diagnostic tests.  Cost: $150.  The tests were inconclusive but the repair guys tell me there are several hoses running into the engine that might have lost their vacuum seal.  They tell me this is what's causing the problem.  I give them the go ahead to replace the parts.  Cost: $400.

Whoops, the problem is still there.  They next tell me it is carbon buildup in the cylinders.  They need to treat it chemically. I give them the go ahead.  Cost $200.

Problem still there.  They do another computer diagnostic.  Cost:  $150.  Hey wait a sec, didn't I already pay for computer diagnostics.  Oh this one is different.  This test showed that cylinder #3 wasn't firing. They suggest swapping the fuel injectors of cylinders #2 and #3 to see if the problem moves.  Cost: $300.  The problem doesn't move.

The suggest replacing both fuel injectors.  Cost:  $400.

I say no. I have now spent $1200 and they are suggesting I spend another $400 and why?  Why would I replace anything on cylinder #2 when that has never been a problem? Lightbulbs start going off in my head.  They are freaking scam artists.  They want to fix something that isn't broken.  It makes me think none of their "repairs" were needed.

I take the car back (after paying the $1200 bill).  They whined they were so close to solving the problem and I shouldn't take the car back yet.  Fuck you assholes.

I stop by a car parts store.  I buy a all new spark plugs.  Ta daaaah! The cylinder starts firing correctly.

Cost: $40

We are surrounded by greedy bastards.  Communities are filled with dishonest people who want to take everything you have. I can't wait to see the new Michael Moore movie on capitalism.  That guy's a genius.

I don't think someone should have to feel alone on their birthday.

To Jennifer: Damn. I guess your plane didn't crash.  I'll wish even harder next time. FUCK YOU!!

I've humped your picture.

I lie about the oddest things, but the funny thing is that when I'm telling the truth, no one believes me. They only believe the lies.

Sometimes when I watch a movie there will be a scene where two people are in a car driving somewhere and the driver will look at the passenger and say something.  Sometimes it is a long something, meaning the driver isn't actually looking at the road for like 20 seconds. This makes me so anxious.  How can a driver not look at the road for 20 seconds? I know it is Hollywood and it is only a movie, but the fact that the scene is in there and neither the writer nor the director nor the producer nor the actor come forward and point out it would be unrealistic, well this makes me think all these people actually do drive this way, talking while not looking at the road. Maybe everyone drives this way, except me.  Listen people, I'm counting on you to pay attention. I'm doing my part to keep you safe.  I need the same in return.

Augusten, if i write something beautiful will it squash the hurt thats living deep inside of you? Augusten - are you just like me? does your hurt fade as you write out your history? I just want to know how you were able to survive so long with a wolf at the table. Augusten, so you were hiding in the forrest with your love still laid out before him. Augusten, with that love stuck inside how did you ever sleep at night?

His love, you spoke of...
oh.

Augusten, do you struggle for the words? does the right way to put it sometimes hurt?  Am i just like you? could i ever truly know what i could do?

I cant take this shit any longer. Your a sneak your a BAD liar and your a pysc-HO. You don't have sex with me because your having sex with some other guy. I'm just around to pay for things.

Show me affection Show me you love me Show me the respect I deserve! Maybe we will make it in life together. Maybe I will have something positive to start my days out with. WTF Be a GIRL FRIEND.

I FUCKING HATE YOU! DIE ASSHOLE CABBIE!

I've walked around my entire life feeling like a piece of me is missing. I wonder if it's in you.

I wish you would trust me. And tell me what's on your mind or just tell me anything you'd want to tell somebody. I wish you wouldn't hold back. You need someone to talk to. I could be that for you. It'd be an honor.

I've waited the last 10 years for someone to notice me; not as a friend but as something more. The day I first saw you I was hooked but I'm the last person anyone would expect to have a schoolgirl crush, so I have to pretend that I could care less about your presence. I want more than anything for you to notice me! I've told people that you're attractive and even told my sister I had a crush on you; but that isn't even the tip of the iceberg!  I really really care about you and I deserve a chance! Please give me a chance! I know I'm not much of a catch but please at least entertain the notion for a little bit, just so I know I'm not always completely overlooked. I've spent my whole school life as a friend of the good looking girl who gets anyone she wants, when will it be my turn to finally catch someone's eye? I know God has a plan for me but when will it be my turn? When will I get a chance to at least have one relationship? I'm so tired of being just a friend/one of the guys. I've even started to dress up more for you, but I doubt you've really noticed me as anything more than that girl who is often times awkward, funny but awkward. I love the affection of the younger boys who think I'm awesome, I mean, really not to brag, but I have fun with them and they adore me like a big sister.  I just wish a guy my age would pay attention to me like they do!!! I don't want to be one of the women in the congregations who never finds anyone, I adore them, but I'm so weak and I'd be miserable all the time! I don't want to be lonely my whole life! I really want someone to share my life with! I really like you a lot and I think about you all the time! Just a thought/reminder of you has brightened my day more than once! I really want to see you so bad! I know that we might really have something if you just give us a chance!!!

I never want too hurt you.. that's why I know I can't die.
  all of this is tearing me apart.

Please get off my mind, even if jus for a little bit... it hurts way too bad to have you there all the time.. I seriously cant stand this anymore...

I really love you baby. I'm sorry I'm such a slut. Soon I will stop this behavior and grow up. You really are the one for me.

I wonder if other people have more memories of their childhood, not just random incomplete memories.. I dont know why I dont remember.. and I dont know why I think something bad happened to me..

i'm in love with you and you can't say it back. but what you have to realize is that i'm getting sick of saying it, only to hear, "i adore you". one of these days i hope you figure it out and when you do, i hope i'm still here. adam i love you.

My old best friend is coming home in Novemeber. We just started talking after 4 years. We stopped because his gf didn't like me. I'd marry him, he's always been perfect for me. I just had to grow up. But i realize i missed my chance already.

Im happy!!
god Ive missed this feeling!

I realized, I only have three things people who love(d) me. A baby book that was never finished by my mother, and two stuffed animals from my grandmother who's now deceased. Funny thing is, I barely remember anything from my childhood but I remember the day I got those toys as if it was just yesterday. *Secret #1*- I think my grandma loved me more than my mother. I miss her every single day. I keep these toys in a box in my closet because looking at them makes me break down and cry. *Secret #2*- they make me cry because they remind me I didn't say goodbye the only time I saw her in the hospital before she passed. It's been 8 years and I'm still riddled with guilt over it.

I know it's dorky, but ever since I first saw you I wanted to give you snuggles. I don't know why, but I feel like you could use some. You know that if I had my way we wouldn't be "just friends". I'd want to hop the next plane to, well, some place far, far away (your choice), and then we could do whatever popped into our heads...a heh heh ;o). I don't see how that's wrong. I can't help it, there's just something about you that makes me want to be really close to you. I wish you wanted that too. Well, I'll hang in there. Maybe someday you'll see. Hopefully some day soon...before I like, break a hip or anything. :o)

-F/27

Nick,
I thought I was over you.... then BAM! I have a dream about you. It felt so real. the kisses, the touch, location, even the smells. The sad thing is: I could see it happening. I wish I told you when I had the chance. I miss you everyday now. This shit is getting old now. I just want to move on with my life. But whoever I love next will never get my full love because of you.(it's not your fault). who knows what will happen. You're still my friend and I can deal with that for now.
Thanks for reminding me why I love the people I love.
N

I like you as more than a friend. All this FWB stuff? I wish it were more. Of course, you can't see me that way because you're too busy being hung up about the ways in which you cannot accept the world around you and relax. It's not about me, really, but it feels personal.
Too bad, because the time we spend together feels freaking fantastic, both emotionally and physically. Wishing you would change would be like repeatedly pounding a hammer onto my thumb, so I try not to do that.
Why couldn't you just fall in love with me? Drat.

I want to DIE! I'm such a coward.  
Why couldn't I stop before I did?  Why did I have to do that? They are all asleep upstairs, no reason not to trust me.  I fucked up so bad.  Don't fuck around, it's not worth it.  I'm an empty shell full of pain and regret and remorse.  I should just leave and never come back, they'd be better off without me.  I should just go be homeless somewhere on the other side of the country...where can I go to hide from myself?

I don't want to be cocky, but it seems that every guy that is notorious for being a player, or something of that sort, meets me and gets to know me, they develop real feelings for me.

I'm serious.

Everytime I flirt with a guy hoping to just get laid or have guilt-free sex, they start liking me and/or they want to date me.

I already have a guy to tell me I'm beautiful and that he loves me.
I want to tell me he wants to fuck me and that's it.

I love my boyfriend...
but I can't stop cheating on him.

I've cheated on him with 6 different boys.
4 I kissed once,
1 I madeout with several times on many occasions and even considered breaking up with my current boyfriend for him.
And one I had sex with, meaningless, crazy, amazing, sex.
but sex none the less...

I told the one I considered breaking up with my bf for that I couldn't do that, last night... worst mistake of my life. I really like him and now I'm regretting telling him that.

I love my boyfriend...
but I hate this.

Wow...this weekend should be quite interesting.

Today my "boyfriend" told me that he is very unhappy with me and he thinks we should break up. Funny thing is, I could give a shit less about that. PEACE OUT!! I cried for like, 5 minutes, mostly because now I am going to have to either break my lease or find a roommate which will be a pain in the ass. And now- the awesome part: There's someone very special coming to visit me this weekend and I can't wait to tell him the good news. Can't wait!

I am tired of writing for my Spanish class. I'm going to cheat and just use a translation program. FUCK IT. haha.

When I'm running on the side of the road, I internally hope just a little bit that the guys who are driving are checking me out.

Furniture is useless if you have no one to share it with.

This time, I will NOT forgive you.

I think women are beautiful. We should be making each other stronger, not competing. Only recently I realized this. Before I used to ask my bf "Does she look better than me?" or "What part do you like best on her body?". Stupid. Sexuality is so fluid.
We need to appreciate each other more.

Female/23

I miss my friend...but I wish my heart knew where to draw the line.

I loved you. I truly did.  I tried everything to show you I cared.  I spoiled you.  I made sure you had everything you could need.  I never looked at anyone else, I wasn't interested in them.  I didn't ask you for anything.
You refuse to show me any affection.  I don't remember the last sweet loving thing you said to me.  I don't remember the last time you wanted just to take me out to dinner.
Tonight you told me your granddaughter is the apple of your eye and you spoil her silly because who else will you spoil, your ex?  I was speechless...I wanted to say "what about spoiling me a little"?  But I didn't.  
I wonder if you realize how you wound me with your lack of action or words.  I wonder if you realize I don't cry over you anymore.  I wonder if you realize I am in the process of kicking you to the curb.  I wonder if you care?
I loved you.  I truly did.  But you couldn't love me back and I am better off alone.  I wonder if you realize the best thing that ever happened to you is gone and not coming back.  I wonder if you every really cared.  Maybe I don't want to know the answer to that.  I never asked you for anything and maybe that's the problem - I set the standard too low.  I will probably never know.  But I did love you.  I tried.

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You're two years younger.
Me- junior. You- sophomore.
You're less than three months younger.
We're in goddamn college...shouldn't this have been over by now?

Why is it so taboo for me to love you?
Why is it so forbidden for us to be together?

I hate having to make our situation a joke.

My high school was so shitty, and it wasn't even poor or anything, the teachers just had no fucking clue what was going on and didn't care.  When I was 13 I became interested in quantum mechanics.  Nobody noticed, and I wasn't quiet about it.  I was kind of patted on the head, patronized me, really.  Assholes didn't encourage me in any way.  I get angry when I even hear people talk about high school.  Such a crock of shit.  It's just a place to keep you out of the way and make you uninteresting.

Stop telling me you are sorry, I know damn well you are only sorry that you got caught.

I was jus thinking.. and I have absolutely never had sex with a guy while I was sober.
But then again... Im never ever sober.

You tell me your not a slut. dumb bitch your are a slut. u only found out his favorite color what, 3 days before you let him fuck you. and now you expect him to get in a relationship with you. the only way dimdangle get in a relationship is to hold out on that and make him wait. but your a slut and you fucked it up. stop using me. stop ruining my life. you make me misrable. and i hope your sitting in your yellow house wondering if this could possibly be from me. well it is. i wish i could share with you the true condition iv been in. but if i ever did i cant imagion what you would do to yourself. because you are 500% responsible for everything right now.

I am your friend. Not a groupie, but an actual friend who looks out for you. I am proud of that fact. It helps mitigate the occasional reminder that you are hot, geeky, and charming. - M, 32

I am hooked on pain pills.  I have a doctor who prescribes them for me and friends and family who keep giving more.

I cheated on my boyfriend when I stayed at the beach with some friends. My friend said that she was bringing someone along, and I assumed that he'd be UG. Well, he wasn't. We flirted the  entire night, and we fucked when we got upstairs. Do I regret it? Hell no. I'm not expecting anything more out of this guy, and had a lot of fun. He made me more wet than my boyfriend ever did. I guess that's a sign that it's time to break up.

Uhm, when you email me a "real" picture of yourself naked, you might want to first remove the copyright notice at the bottom from the amateur porno site where you stole it.

I am sooooo close to drinking again.  2 years down the drain.........Fuck it.

ugh. I'm so unhappy right now.

yah I dont have a boyfriend at this current moment...

but u have 3 kids, with 3 different guys and u live with ur mom and ur on welfare

Im very happy being single..I also live on my own and I work 2 jobs

My life is shaping up to be just fine..so thanks, but no thanks I really dont need relationship advice from you

I hope this is a new start for me. More responsibility (to myself), better financial situation, less clutter taking up my life. I'm stressed to the point of tears now, but I plan on coming out the other side a more positive person.

Attitude is everything. We can't control certain things, we can't stop the inevitable, and we certainly can't change the fact that people will act in a certain way.  

However, we do have a choice in how we handle situations and people. I am realizing more and more how this plays into our happiness.

I am trying to embrace a positive attitude and to take steps to make needed changes in my life. At times I can feel so strong and confident, and then I can feel so powerless and trapped in my current situation.

I hate feeling like time is passing me by...

My boyfriend always talks about baseball. Don't get me wrong, I like baseball. But I didn't sign up for this.

He tells me that I lied to him when we first started dating - that I never liked baseball in the first place - but I think he lied to me when he said he didn't like it *that* much.

When I met him, he didn't even have cable! I thought that was so amazing! Mostly because my first boyfriend was so obsessed with sports that it sickened me and I couldn't wait to be with any man who wasn't always glued to a television that I jumped at the chance to be with this man.

Now we live together and are talking about getting married. I am so excited, but I don't know what to say when he jokes that we should have the ceremony at Fenway. He also always pokes me when there is a proposal on the big screen at the game.

If he proposed to me at a baseball game, I've thought about pretending to say yes and then leaving him when we got home.

Just when I think I'm over my silly little crush, I stumble on a tweet that leads to a picture of CLR blowing out the candles on her birthday cake and here it comes rushing back again. What I wouldn't give to be hanging our with her right now looking into those captivating eyes.

Thing is, I can't tell anyone I feel this way. Not my wife (obviously). Not any of my friends. And certainly not CLR (though I have a fantasy that I do tell her and she feels the same). Thank God we don't live anywhere near each other or I would have made a first-class ass out of myself by now.

Dear M,
that name you picked out for youre child, is really damn stupid.
Lotta.
really? poor freakin kid.
all I think of is 'Lotta Pussy' from austin powers movie.
All you probably think about is 'lotta weed' ..
You shouldve stuck with Melanie.

I secretly think that becoming pregnat is one of the only things in this world that would make me stop drinking and truely save my life.
I dont even have a kid, and I already imagine 'using' one selfishly for my benefit.


I really would be an amazing mother though.