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I just saw an Activia commercial that articulated perfectly how I'm feeling.

"A little irregular, sluggish - after all of the rich food from the holidays."

Seriously.  It was like opening Pandora's box.  Getting back home and to work has not subsided it.  It's killing me.  

I gained 5lbs. in the last three weeks.  That sucks.  First your boobs get bigger.  That's such a twisted feeling.  All of a sudden you're like, hey sweet, they're swelling?!  My period?!  Ahhh.. no, fatty Mcfatfat - you've gained more weight.

Congratulations.  

The holidays can suck my gradually sagging breasts.

Sometimes I just want to go into hiding. Particularly from annoying people who can never seem to take a hint.

Everyone is right about you. I wished I never dated you

you're magnetic. i am drawn to you for some reason.

I'm deeply depressed. I can't seem to shake it. I really get why people give up and kill their self. Me? I just keep eating, trying to fill the void. I'll be as round as a basketball soon.

Living in Canada I partied hard and never went home. My parents hated me the whole summer. We moved countries and I stay home more and get amazing grades. My parents love me now. I want to go back to my old ways and see how much they will still love me. I really don't wanna be ms.perfect just to please them!

I've officially fallen in love with my boyfriend.
I cannot wait till we finally have sex...
I have a feeling it's gonna be wild and primal!
;)

I don't love you anymore...



I'm free!
But why do I feel so alone?

i'm willing to change completely in order for you to like me, but it's sad, because I'll never be satisfied.

I'm good at faking.Really i wish i never met you.

There is a story in the news about yet another college coach hitting one of his players.  The article goes on to say:

"Kansas football coach Mark Mangino resigned last month amid allegations that he mistreated his players. Texas Tech football coach Mike Leach was fired in December after he was accused of forcing an injured player to stand in a dark shed. South Florida fired football coach Jim Leavitt on Friday, saying he grabbed a player by the throat, slapped him in the face and lied about it."

The coach who did the most recent act of violence went on to say, "I'm an old-school guy, but I understand the times are real sensitive now."

See, the problem isn't that a coach grabbed a player by the throat, slapped him in the face and lied about it.  The problem is that these days, people are too sensitive about it.

What ever happened to the idea of sportsman like conduct?

One more year to get my degree. I don't want a fucking thing to do with it anymore. I want out. I want out. I want out.

My mom is so terrible to me , I'm to the point where I want to kill myself , the only that is stopping me is my dad , because if I commit suicide then I won't get to see him anymore , I love him more than anything .

Married women give the best blow jobs!
My latest girlfriend loves it when I pull her head down so hard that she swallows my whole dick in her throat as I'm cumming.
She actually thanks ME when I do this.
Can it get any better than this?

I finally told you the truth. Everything that I had ever done to you was out in the open. I was so afraid because I had never been that honest with another person. I felt unbelievably vulnerable, and worst was, I had no idea how you'd respond.

You did the worst thing you could. You told me that you wanted to talk, then ignored me. It was so unlike you. I guess that I really hurt you.

I'm so sorry. I hope you will somehow understand that.

I don't understand why poverty-stricken people would have children they cannot feed or take care of.
Don't have sex.
Use a condom.
Get an abortion.
Why subject a human being to a horrible life that most likely will continue in the same cycle as his/her parents?  Why force a government to have to care for your child when you're on welfare?

Whenever people and animals die at the same time, I always feel more sympathy for the animals.

My husband and I are complete opposites.
I thought the bad parts of our relationship would be fixed once we were married, but alas, they are not.
Despite being full of self-confidence about who I am, I can't help but feel that he is disappointed in me when I don't do or say things that he does/feels, something as simple as not doing the dishes or vacuuming, to not feeling the same about religion.
These are the parts that make me wish that I had never married him.

i am in love with you. i thought it was an infatuation, perhaps a rebound crush, but no. this is different. i want you to wrap me in your arms and never let go. i have the vaguest feeling that you feel the same. if only there were a way for this to happen. i need you.

Don't overuse compliments. It only makes you come across as insincere and calculating. For example, if you are a guy and you continuously tell your female friends how beautiful, sexy, or wonderful you think they are, it just makes it appear as though you're trying to get into their pants. So naturally, if they feel no sexual attraction towards you, this is going to make them uncomfortable after a while, no matter how much they like you as a person. An individual with a reasonable level of self-esteem does not need to be complimented constantly, they really just want your friendship.

So relax. Be yourself. Stop trying so damn hard.

i want you to dominated me. i want you to open the door pull me in and begin to kiss me madly. i want to feel your hands sliding up and down my back squeezing my ass .i want to you to make me loose control take it take me. you know i never let my guard down make me drop to my knees use me abuse me. i will never have another moment like this make me remember this  moment for ever!

I need one more chance, I know I won't fuck it up.

You baked brownies? 10 years of marriage. 10 years of you not cooking.  Nothing, not a single thing. I don't think you've ever even turned the range on. Today you bake brownies? WTF is going on?

I owe you an ammends.  I broke your trust.

You may or may not know, but I'm sorry.  I don't like you though.  You kind of annoy the shit out of me.

However, I empathize with your situation and am still quite dissapointed in myself over what I did.

I am in constant conflict whenever I'm forced to see you.  You had made me uncomfortable even before I knew your secret.  You're so friggin' intense.  It kind of freaks me out.  

I don't feel safe around you.  I think that is the feeling.  It feels awkward and contrived.  Even before I broke your confidence.

I still, however, feel a lot of remorse for what I did.  Thus, I will be getting to that ammends.

You have no use for me anymore, I have no use for you anymore, so why don't we just stop pretending that we're friends?  There's really no friendship there.  

You don't listen to others because you care, but because you like feeling like you know what's best for them under the guise of helping them.  Since I no longer require "saving," nor do I wish to be "saved," I've lost my allure as a friend to you.  You like to surround yourself with people who need you. Deep down, I think you really like that sense of superiority when it comes to your "friends." Only, they're not friends. They're just props to your ego.

As a friend, you kept me around so I would pat you on the back and listen to your self-aggrandizing stories and give you my thoughts on them.  And if those thoughts didn't involve elevating you to hero status, you tuned it out.  You didn't care what I thought, just wanted someone to give you a steady stream of gratification. You're too selfish and too big of an attention whore to truly be a friend to anyone.

This is why I'm gradually phasing you out of my circle of people I trust and care about. Not that you'd notice or even give a shit. I know my life will be better when you're out of it completely. I wish I could tell you all of this, but I know you would just try to make me out to be the bad guy and insist you're a true friend. You've done it to others before and it's not even worth debating you on.  There's no point in trying to save a friendship that wasn't even a friendship to begin with.

why do I still want to talk to you?
you are being such a douche to me despite everything you've said
it's bugging the hell out of me how you're talking to me when you were being so nice and general last night

I swear you have multiple personalities.

i promised you i would never marry...
i promised you i would never have children...
if it wasn't with you...
you left me a year ago...
i'm keeping the promises i made you...
forever.

I don't understand how sex offenders manage to come out of prison and get pretty girlfriends.  As a normal guy, there's no hope for me if the pretty girls are attracted to men who rape young children.

I am changing. I have been a caterpiller for a bit too long, now its time to emerge. I am going to change the way everything is. I am going to become what they have wanted all along.

I jack off alot to the vision of me shooting my load up another guy's ass. I'm not gay. I just happen to jerk off to that vision. There's a difference you know.

wish u were different j
i miss us...

i can't stop thinking about you

Up until this weekend my life was going straight to hell and I was contemplating suicide.  I was really depressed, uninterested in my job, and after thinking that maybe I'd finally get my chance with the guy I've wanted for years, he sleeps with me a couple times and then ignores me.

Thank you, friends, for giving me the time of my life this weekend.  It was filled with laughter and fun and music, and it was just what I needed to get my life back on track.  There's so much more to get out of the world, enjoy it!!!  Don't let anyone get you down.  Be proud of who you are, and be happy.  If you are sad, go out there and do something about it.  If something is wrong and you have the means to fix it, it's not a problem.  If you don't have the means to fix it, it's out of your hands and you can't worry about it.  

Choose life, choose laughter, choose love.  It's always worth it.

I pretend to think im Kristen Stewart, so i can be dating robert pattinson and be bffs with Niiki Reed, Taylor Lautner, and Dakota Fanning !:)
and im 42

i want to devote myself to you, and only you, in a way that i've never wanted to with anyone before. it frightens me.

We broke up months ago, but you took everything I had with you.  So now that I have an amazing boyfriend, who treats me much better than you ever did, I think about you more.  Get out of my mind, please.

Wake up.  People don't get married for love.  They get married to feel secure enough to have children.  Any other reason is doomed for failure.

Quit treating men like ATMs.  Quit treating women like a hooker on salary.  Guys aren't there to pay your way and women aren't a hole to fuck.  If you can't be independent in your relationships they aren't going to work.

Ladies - Get educated.  Get a job!

Men - It's called masturbation.  Learn to enjoy it.  Women have.

How exciting, another year to fuck up.
Only 11 days in and I am already the worst person alive.
Kind of depressing...
No...Really depressing. fml;
I debated suicide. I fucked that up too though.
fuck this.

overdose.

i want to take my hands and start at your neck, and massage you gently up and down your arms. caress your back and your shoulders, and then i'd slowly start kissing your neck while i...

I'm not cut out to be a girl's girl.  Or maybe I'm just a snob.

She said, "I was checking out the wedding aisle in Walmart and..."

That's when I politely excused myself from the conversation.

I had more sex while casually dating before I met my wife, than I do now, after a few years of marriage. I mean what the heck was the point of getting married?  I am not a bad person.  I am kind and gentle.  I offer interesting intelligent conversation.  I make my wife laugh.  I earn a great salary.  I am social and gregarious with her and all her friends. I am not considered unattractive.  I am not overweight.

I am so tired of almost begging for sex. I shouldn't have to throw my dignity out the window and crawl almost literally on my hands and knees in order to have intimacy once a year.

If my wife is so unmotivated to think of her spouse, then maybe I will become unmotivated to bring home such a good paycheck. Maybe I will be unmotivated to be so kind with her friends and family.  Maybe I will be unmotivated to stick with my marriage vows.

I mean really, this sucks.  My wife married me and has no problem spending everything I make.  But just can't find the time for sex.  Ten minutes once a year is all the time she has for me.

Fuck this.

all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
is slipping away.
if she goes
i will, too.
she underestimates me.
shes my rock
my love
my life.
what we share is beyond this world
and i cant live without it.
or her.
im so i love yvette.
im so sorry i hurt you.
again.
please dont leave me.

I masturbated this morning to someone I was in love with 10 years ago. We just recently started emailing each other. It felt like he was really there. I could remember every touch.

I think i'm finally over you.
I want to be with you, but do i? Maybe i just like the idea of you and the idea of sex with you?
When i think of the idea of us together, and what it would do, i realise how much of a bad idea it would be.
I would loose my 2 best friends and if we ever broke up i'd have nothing.
Thinking like that makes me realise, i don't actually like you anymore, i mean yeah i have to see you almost everyday, and that kils because your just drop dead gorgeous, but your sly.

I'm so happy my heart, and head is clear so i can pay attention to that boy who does like me, and is true.
Maybe now i can learn to love again, without the guilt of you in mind.
Finally, i'm free from you.

i need you more than i can admit.

I've been having lurid sex dreams about you because I'm anxious about starting graduate school, and you are a very familiar, if someone ancient, target for my anxiety.  And I'm also really horny, and you are really hot.  They have been the best anxiety dreams ever!  

I get to relive the best parts of you -

those solid thighs, that thick, musky head of curly hair, a cock so pretty it could have been carved out of wood, and the most beautiful pectoral muscles I have yet to see on a man

- while omitting the whole "you're kind of a self-centered asshole" part.  That is win/win no matter how you look at it!  

I have a huge crush on a yummy sexy sweet doctor in Iowa...man I'd love to just bite him hard :) I know it's probably too good to be true but oh god if he was closer I'd be in HUGE trouble.

Its been a year and a half since we broke up. But when we did its like all interest in the opposite sex was turned off, even when I get hit on by hot guys and asked out. Even when I sleep with guys I feel nothing. No excitement, no attachment, no expectation, nothing at all. My family and friends are starting to notice something is wrong with me. How could this happen? How could you have had so much influence on me? Were you really the last person I was capable of loving? I guess its true that you can only be broken so many times before you can't fix yourself anymore...

I dont think we really ever get over somebody, we just learn how to live without them.

I hate the driver of the black truck that parks in the same spot as my boyfriend does when he comes to see me. I hate it because for a brief second I always think its my boyfriend here for a surprise visit. Its one of the worst feelings when I find out it's not

I'm going to be dreaming about this sexy cute doctor in Iowa...fuck he's so hot. I wish he was closer.

At the end of the day, when all is said and done, I just want to be the kind of woman my mom is. I've never known anyone more loving, honest, and selfless than she is. She's never won any awards or put away much in the bank, but everyone who meets her is touched by her. Nobody ever forgets my mom. I've made plenty of mistakes in my life, but if I can someday be remembered as half the person she'll be remembered as, then my life will have been worth something.

I have a new boyfriend. It's all good right now. We totally enjoy each others company. So whats the problem? He's a self confessed "cheap bastard" He has no money, he can't take me out unless he has a 2fer coupon. He sure doesn't mind spending my money, I mean if I want us to eat at a nice restaraunt then I have to pay for it. I think that if I continue this relationship, money would be a source of contention. Does this make me shallow??

our anniversary is in a few short weeks and although we have been together so long i am really questioning whether or not the fact that we are still together is smothering us. after all we both know that it is high time that you have other experiences... i love you too much to break your heart. we are the bestest of friends after all and nothing will ever, EVER change that. i am honestly the world's worst girlfriend. everyone knows that... i am so sorry for everything i ever did to hurt you but it's not like you don't know that. is this the right time for us to just put a pause on this? an ellipsis so that we can be completely free for the first time in years? how can i properly say this to you? i am terrified of being alone but it might be right? if i could believe in god, i would pray for guidance but i am alone. but that's how it always winds up in the end...

our anniversary is in a few short weeks and although we have been together so long i am really questioning whether or not the fact that we are still together is smothering us. after all we both know that it is high time that you have other experiences... i love you too much to break your heart. we are the bestest of friends after all and nothing will ever, EVER change that. i am honestly the world's worst girlfriend. everyone knows that... i am so sorry for everything i ever did to hurt you but it's not like you don't know that. is this the right time for us to just put a pause on this? an ellipsis so that we can be completely free for the first time in years? how can i properly say this to you? i am terrified of being alone but it might be right? if i could believe in god, i would pray for guidance but i am alone. but that's how it always winds up in the end...

Well after all this time hoping you would catch the hint that I'm just not that into you... I decided to approach you.

Yes I am a jerk, I realize that now after leading you on during the summer and then not talking to you because I didn't know what to say... I didn't want to hurt you, I still wanted to be friends, and months later I accidentally re-kindled your interest in me. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!

So basically you hate my guts because I lead you on, and i can't blame you for that. But you don't want to be friends... not just now, but forever.

I can't tell you how much it hurts to know how many times I've lead girls on, being the jackass I am and not knowing what to do. Well i guess I finally learned. Let them know exactly how I feel about something so that they don't get hurt.

I wonder how many guys feel this way... It blows. That's why i fucking hate dating. Gosh.
M/18

After five years I knew it was over and I'm sad that we are done, but I think I am more upset it ended with a text message! I deserved better than that!

Im afraid that my mom and friends are right about me having a drug probelm

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i'm gonna hang out with a really hot guy tomorrow..
even though i have a boyfriend.
i couldn't care less.

i cant wait 2 get paid so i can get on your website and see your pussy again.

i had a sex dream about a guy in my school i've talked to only once.

i now feel a weird connection towards him, like, i know you get FREAKY in bed...and YOU don't even know that.

Hmm.

I'm in love with my bestfriend and I'm afraid that it is slowly tearing our friendship apart. Not because he knows and doesn't feel the same, but because he has no clue & I get bothered by how many girls he flirts with.

The unsolicited information you told me about your sex life made me uncomfortable. I'm not upset, it was just odd for me to hear.

I think my neighbour is stalking me, I don't know what to do.

your fake.

i dummped my boyfriend for you because he wouldnt have sex with me and you do want to have sex but now i dont know if im ready, things are moving so fast

when you grow up and have children and they ask you about your first love and fuck, I really hope you wont speak ill of me when they ask why we didn't last.

The boy who tried to rape me when I was 9 now sits next to me in class. It kills me everyday because he hasn't changed at all. We've never talked about what happened, but he'll never know just how much he hurt me.

I am too afraid to say this to you in person, but: FUCK YOU. You ruined my childhood. I will never forgive you. I hope that one day you get what you deserve.

If your boss doesn't treat you right, walk away. No matter how important they are, or how much they threaten you, preserve your own dignity and don't allow yourself to be trod upon or backed into a corner.  

I learned this the hard way many years ago.

She is my best friend, and you are her ex.
You are also my ex, but thats our little secret.
I think you used me, as rebound or just your little bit on the side.
Now you want her back, And she wants you.
But she moved on to your ex best friend, and wants to get back to you, and you do to.
But then your saying you don't?

You know whats hard about this.
I'm sososo jealous of her.
I want you to want ME back, not her.
I want us to be us again.

You told me you wished you met me first, and you wanted me instead of her, and you wanted me to be yours, not her.

It is actually breaking my heart.

i want to hold you and warm you
all the way through to your heart

Even tho we are no longer together i fell as tho he is still controlling ever aspect of my life. Ever decision i make has him in mind. im a very independent person and i cant stand the fact that some one has this control over me!

It's not hard to be a hero.  Something as simple as posting a child from http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PublicHomeServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US on your FaceBook wall could save a life.

My secret?  I chose to be a hero.

i told you i wouldnt fall in love with you but i did. now im so terrified your going to end up hurting me

i feel as if he only wants me for sex and that he might leave me one day.. and that would kill me..

I never thought that I'd get to a point in my life where sex would no longer be an obsession or a necessity, but I have. And at a fairly early age too, I guess. It's kind of liberating. Sex is great and all, but there are so many other aspects of being an individual that deserve attention and effort. I think sometimes sex can cripple exploration of the more important facets of the self by creating a superficial barrier between yourself and reality. It's a very egotistical, self-centered pursuit when you really think about it. So many people employ it as a means to use others for the purpose of giving themselves gratification while offering very little to the other person in return. A sexual focus can destroy your self-esteem if you're not getting enough, or if you wind up getting too much and find yourself facing the emotional or physical consequences later in life. Many people miss the mark and jump the societal bandwagon by making sex the focal point of their existence. Sex should be put in its proper place as a means of enjoyment and expressing intimacy, not that which defines you as a person. I think if you allow it define you, as many unwittingly do, it greatly hinders your potential and possibilities.

I sign up for random FreeCycle groups on Yahoo.  That's not my secret - I sign up with my Yahoo e-mail account so that when I see someone repeatedly begging for shit I can mark their messages as "Spam".

Yahoo then registers emails from that person as spam across the board and nobody in the group gets their messages.  :-D

I prefer to be the flirter rather than the flirtee. I've been macked on probably a million times and it still makes me uncomfortable. I'd rather be left alone.

If I want you, you'll know it. If not, fuck off.

We were done for the day and he asked me if I'd mind following him to the gas station because he was on fumes and wanted to make sure he made it there. I agreed and as he was pumping gas, I parked a little out of the way, and waited. I got out to smoke a cigarette, and he pulled up and parked next to me when he was done. It was cold and he wore only his work shirt, no jacket. We talked for a bit and I asked if he'd stay and smoke with me, he got his cigarettes.

I started feeling mischievous and he looked so cute, I asked, "So, what's on for tonight?" He said not much just food and home. "You wanna go for a burn and a blow?" I asked.

He laughed that nervous laugh that he does when I know he's getting horny. "Naw, I don't burn before I eat," he said.

I smiled at him then said, "Ok, how 'bout just a blow?" He looked at me and laughed and took a drag off his cigarette. "I'm serious, you know," and I looked right at him.

He moved to the side of my car and leaned against it. I had the back driver's door open, so when I stood in front of him, it hid us pretty well from any traffic that would come down the street in front of us, and my car is pretty tall that anyone pumping gas wouldn't see us either. I knew then it was on.

I reached my hand for him and he was rock hard. I rubbed him through his pants, making him moan, and lean his head back on my car. "God, that feels good." He had his hands in his pockets as I rubbed him harder at his instruction.

"You like my mouth, baby?"
He smiled, "Yeah, you do excellent work. You get a lot of practice." He referred that I blow my husband daily.
"Yeah, that I do."
"And still you want more?"
I looked right in his eyes, "I need variety."
This made him laugh, "Oh, really?" I nodded, smiling at him, "and what would your husband say to that?"
"My husband don't know shit. He'll never know shit."

I got closer to him, and opened my thin trench coat so that he could see my tits better. I rubbed them on his chest a bit, and he said, "I like that." That made me smile. I unbuttoned the top two buttons on my blouse so he'd have easier access to my tits.

"You're just gonna undress right here in the parking lot, huh?" but he was smiling. "Yup," and I opened my blouse exposing the top part of my black lace bra. He didn't need any instructions from me. He reached inside my bra and felt for my nipple. "God, that's a hard nipple! It's fucking rock hard," and he gave it a pinch, making me moan then.

I held on to him as he did that and I continued to rub his dick. "Let's jump in back of my car. I'll blow you so good, baby." He hesitated, "Naw, not yet." But the next moment he pulled his dick out and asked me to stroke him. I got my hand wrapped around him and began pumping him. Long strokes followed by faster shorter ones. His hands wandered under my blouse and felt for my tits, which he squeezed as I stroked him more.  

He started breathing harder, and I leaned into his shoulder as he held me close while my hand continued to pump. "Rub my ass," I told him and his hand went there, feeling between my ass cheeks, squeezing, and then giving my ass a nice hard smack. It's like he could read my mind, because he said, "You probably shouldn't bend down to suck me. It would look too obvious."

I agreed, then asked him again to hop in the back of my car and I'd finish the job, but he said he wanted just to stay there and he'd come on the parking lot. I moved to the side of him as he held me tightly close to him. He instructed me to pump faster that he felt he was close. Seconds later he moaned, "Oh, god, yeah. Fuck, yeah here I come." He shot his load, and I pumped him fast. His body shook slightly, I could feel him as he held me.

He took over milking his dick, and before he was done, I did bend over and sucked him once or twice, getting to taste some of his sweet cum. "Fuck, yeah," he said, and stroked my hair as I licked his dick.

We parted then. Told each other we'd see each other the next day at the office. I left first, smiling that I had yet again corrupted a younger man to do what I wanted. Until next time, sweetie.

Every time I see you, no matter how angry I am or what you've done, I want to wrap my arms around your legs and beg you to come home.

BPD sucks.

I've had a celebrity crush on Conan O'Brien since high school in the 90's. I would totally hit that.

Sometimes i imagine what would it be like if we didnt meet....

I want to fuck my husband's brother.  He's hot and just looks like he would take control of me and give me the orgasm I rarely get with my husband.  But I know that he doesn't find me the least bit attractive, and he would never do that to his brother.

i crush on my friend because he's look like a guy that i love...
it's not fair for him... but i can't stop my feeling everytime when he's with me...

A creepy man in my office gave me a box of chocolate for Christmas. I re-gifted it to a frenemy. I keep waiting to get a call that she suddenly died.

My husband needs a bra for his aging ball sack. Talk about droopy!

I'm never sure if I'm suppose to use my cloth napkin in a restaurant for wiping my runny nose.  I mean, the next night, someone else is going to use it to wipe their mouth.  It seems so wrong for me to wipe my nose with it.  Then again, the night before I was in the restaurant, did someone else use my napkin for their nose?  Oh gross.  Listen people, can we all just come up with an understanding here?  Maybe we all carry a little pack of Kleenex and no more use public napkins for noses.

It's hard for me to believe that NBC would do what they're now talking about doing.  I will be more than happy to drag Andy's ass with me over to Fox and see who ends up with the last laugh.

I wish I could go back in time. I miss this girl. Probably THE girl. I thought I was leaving but I'm not now since I totaled my car. I'm here to stay. That's my way of God telling me to fight for her now. Things could be the same like the good ol days. But we both have to want it. But I'm the only one right now. So it won't work with just one. Love her for life. No doubt about it:/

I wish I woulda stole you to be mine. And now I'm too late and we don't even talk now. I miss ya everyday and think about what we would be doin at that moment if I woulda stole ya when I should have

i miss you
but for some reason
i feel as if things will never be the same
you know.
just sitting outside my hours for hours
acoustic music.
not really saying much of anything.
those were the days.

i wish you would have stole me and took me to new york with you.
you dont know how bad i wanted to go.
:(
it woulda been perfect.
ACTUALLY.

My biggest fear as far as death is concerned is dieing alone. I don't care if I am in horrible pain, or delusional in a hospital bed, or if some kind nurse is holding my hand in an old folks home.

I want to die with someone, any one beside me, awake. Aware that someone is there. Anyone is there

I hope she can love you even if I ruined the purity of your body.

Really,I hate you and i wish i could erase you.

i miss u so much i think i may be falling for your best friend because he reminds me of u

I fell in love with you the moment I saw your crystal blue eyes.  You looked into mine and I was yours.  I never knew such a thing existed.  I remember the jolt of electricity that passed from you to me in that first look we exchanged.  It was as startling as it was thrilling and impossible to process.  Falling in love with a person you just met is actually terrifying.  I was shaking like a leaf and my mind and heart were racing.  You took my breath away.  And now almost 3 years later, you do the same thing still.  I can't even process or understand the full amount of pleasure I get from just seeing your face.  And I don't understand how a person could be so lucky as to be able to love like this, much less be loved like this in return.  I must be the luckiest woman alive.  Because I know without a doubt in my mind, as you have proved it to be true over and over again, day in and day out, that you feel the same way.  I am as thrilled by you now as I was that first moment I locked eyes with the love of my life, my soul mate, the man of my dreams.  I remember that moment like it was yesterday.  I love you, Matt.  And I always will.

Love at first sight is not a myth.