you asked me out, I told you to wait a week to make sure that it was what you wanted, you told me last night that you hadn't changed your mind and that your feelings for me just kept getting stronger. Today is the week mark...you still haven't called, or asked me over, or stopped by...is it possible you are going to break my heart... again...at the last moment?

I think I'm going insane and it's getting harder and harder to hide it from you. The more I'm around, the bigger the hole gets. And here I thought you might be able to close it.

So I'm bipolar. And I have no one to talk to about it.
I wish someone could help me. I wish he were here...

I like the company of my Dog better than that of my last two dates, then again my Dog don't bark constantly...

AAAAHHH!!!!!! It happened, the theoretical clouds parted for a moment and a world of POSSIBILITY and HOPE came SHINING through.  I've been cast in FOUR shows at my theater this summer, one of them being pretty prominent.  I joined a gym a week ago for this very role, and today I found out I GOT IT!!! So I will be spending every last moment in this gym making sure I'm not the LEAST bit preoccupied with my weight, and so I can look DEAD FUCKING SEXY!! AAAAHHHH!!!!!

He won my heart through music.

A relationship ends and you can put away pictures, gifts, emails/letters/txts but the music...

Am I ever gonna be able to listen to Mono again without feeling like my heart is going to explode?

delete

Toyota has been kicking other vehicle manufacturers' butts for years. So, it seems its quality problems rare being exagerated to pull its sales down.

My wife and I recently found out that one of her friends has gotten pregnant by her fuck buddy.  He is 20 years younger then her.  I am secretly jealous that it wasn't me that got her pregnant.  I'd at least like to fuck her.

I hate myself for loving you.

When I am at work, I don't put my keys in my purse like anyone else would do. I like to leave them out on my desk so I can see them and remember I can leave if I really wanted to.

today, i am not waiting for the other shoe to drop. i am hopeful. and happy. i feel this way because what i have is real and not staged.

Orko, you have no idea how much this is killing me. I wish you would just type me a smiley or my nickname. You always made me smile.... I feel like I'm back in High school! I know you know I miss you, I hope our friendship means to you what it does to me.

I'm sorry.

I was sitting on the couch with a blanket pulled up around me crying about how hopeless everything has seemed lately and I looked up at the ceiling and said, "God, I can't take anymore of this. What did I do that was so wrong? Please, please let something good happen to me! I'm begging you!" and then the phone rang...as soon as I got the words out of my mouth. It was about a job interview. This is after months of nobody calling me back. Maybe it was just a strange coincidence and maybe it doesn't seem like a miracle in anybody else's world, but as abominable as my luck has been lately this is HUGE. I guess sometimes you just have to break down in earnest and beg for help. Now...if I can just get the job that would be awesome.

I have hair on my back? When did I start to grow hair on my back? I'm disgusted.

I make up "laws" and cite them in arguments.  I even assign statute numbers.  I'm a great bs-er.

I need help. I'm having a hard time going about my life. I don't know what is wrong with me : I have a husband that loves me, a great mom and wonderful friends that are very supportive. What the fuck is wrong with me?!! I'm in mayor debt and haven't been able to find steady job. Me. The smart one, the grad with honors. Ha! isn't life a bitch!

I'm in love with my two married best friends, and they're in love with me. But their Christian beliefs prevent us from finding a greater happiness. At least they already have each other...

deleted

We will be together. I still have faith. I wish that he would tune out his doubts and believe in me. I need for him to believe in me as much as I believe in him; half as much would do. I need it more than I can put into words. I need it more than I've ever needed anything before. Please believe in me.

I am not happy..... but who really is?

You're nice to everyone, but I think you're flirting with me.  It's so hard to tell, though.  I've rationalized this to death.  I think you're making a special point of trying to engage me in conversation, because sometimes the things you say are so non sequitur that they come out kind of awkward.  You seem really shy and nervous around me, and you seem to have trouble making eye contact.  Your nervousness rubs off on me and makes me nervous, and that makes for some extremely strange social interactions.  I'd be surprised if other people don't start to notice soon.

You know I have a boyfriend, right?  Still, I wonder what it would be like to kiss you.  You have this way about you that I just can't help but like.  Perhaps you will find me online and tell me what's going on in your head, if you're too shy to do it in person?  I wish...

I'm excited to be joining a gym. Is that sad? I can't wait to start running and lifting weights everyday/every other day and begin to loose weight and look sexy again. Not that I'm not sexy now - but actually really be sexy - without the clothes on.

Maybe I'll be so sexy that I'll want to by a dog just so I can go running and have all the guys and gals look at me while I run - or walk fast - with my corgi

When a man calls me "honey" or "sweetheart" for the first time, and does so uninvited, it gives me more tingles than a first kiss does.

My husband and I will randomly collect wild weeds from the woods and smoke them to see if we could perhaps find some new way to get high that nobody has found yet.  

My husband and I are in our thirties and we refuse to grow up. :)

I am 55.

I have been broke with the mortgage 3 months behind, the initial foreclosure letters in the mail, and less than $100 in my wallet.  Somehow something always came around and I was able to pull myself and the family up and out of the hole.

I have been wealthy, twice.   The first time it mostly went out the door due to the EX wife not understanding the concept of keeping it.  The 2nd time I spent it all to get the divorce.

I have 2 observations on those ups and downs.

First it is never how far down you have fallen, it is that you pick yourself up and move on.

Second, it was more fun building it up and getting up the hill and ahead, than it was once I was there.

So here I am at 55, soon 56, with not much and climbing that hill again.  Having been there and done that I am really not worried. The USA will recover from the economic malaise we are in, and I will recover and get back on top soon enough.

i am flatlining.
i wish my heartbeat would stop
so i wouldn't have to wake up.

I think I may be pregnant.
This is bad on so many levels.
A) It would be my roommates baby
B) I'm not dating my roommate, we just have sex cause I'm a girl, he's a guy, we live together so why not?
C) I don't want a child right now
D) I'm not sure if I could go through life knowing I'd killed a child.
E) It could ruin our friendship.
F) I'm in no way, shape or form capable of handling this shit.

Great.

Some of the same stuff that was portrayed in Paranormal Activity are some of the same things that my ex-wife and I witnessed shortly after we first got married and moved into our own place.  My question is, who was the entity tied to, or was it really just something left in that specific apartment?

deleted

I love him, but I shouldn't. We could never be together and I knew this going into it. what was supposed to be fun became a thorn...

the most effective silencer in the world is poverty.
without anything to call your own you have no voice,
only a head full of dreams
and no bread to buy them with.

deleted

I fucking hate sex, all it does it ruin peoples lives because no one can be faithful and people rape other people and shit.
fml i hate this

I have never fucked up so bad in my entire life. And that is saying something.
I want to die.
I cant live without her, but now I cant have her and its all my fault.

I still love my girlfriend that i am with right now but there is another girl who i yearn for and i cant help but think what if she is the real one and my current girlfriend is just preparing me for her? :(

Im boring, maybe a secret exciting life that does not hurt anybody would be right up my alley.  Does anybody have any suggestions.

It'd be nice if I had somebody that I could really talk to...but I guess I should be used to not having that by now.

I feel that life can be great at times, however there seems to be conflicts with people in my life right now.  I know Im good to them.  I really give it my all at times.  How much should a person take from people who tell half truths, and put theirselves first most of the time.

It's no use wishing on you.

You're doing this on purpose. I swear you are.
If I find out you're dead, I swear to god, I won't be able to live with myself. God damnit, can't you just talk to me?

I'm a Christian who doesn't care what God thinks of me.

I love you. Julian u r mine. i wish ur mine. id never hurt u. it hurts wen u hug the other hoes. it hurts wen u say u like those other girls wen u can have me. just before u sed u wanted to juss be friends, u kissed me. u were the first guy i kissed. ur such a broken soul, from all the pain others caused u. I wish i can make u feel better. it hurts that i feel like ur juss using me, u ask me if i like sum1 else. u dont believe me when i say i luv only you. I promise ill be ur everything, anything u want. Juss take me. and love me like i love you.

There's something going on and I do not, for the life of me know what to call it. But I know it's happening and I cannot *wait* to get you alone and figure it out.

Lets not fuck each other over, okay?

My secret is I'm pretty sure I'm not saved.  

I don't believe anyone will ever love me.

And because I don't feel worthy of love how could I ever love the One who made me?

He made me incapable of love.  Forever broken.

He is merciful in that I'll only be punished in death according to my deeds.  

That's why I stay home.  I don't need my blackness to rub off on anyone else.  

deleted

i want to die, if there were an easy button for death like staples i'd push that shit hella quick.

I can't take another person leaving me alone.

Why run this course when you know you will never cross the finish line?

Lately i've been feeling like nothing, I started this year thinking we had something and now, you'll quit. Nothing in my life makes sense right now, I thought you made sense, but things never work out for me. I want to RUN, but I know my troubles will follow, like a stalker at night. I need to face my problems, but I can't concentrate, you invade my thoughts and I totally shut down. You openly tell me about your crushes, and crush me. I know I HAVE to let go. There is no other choice. I want to leave this life, not run away, but I lack the motivational force. Everyone seems to think so little of me, even you, people think I lack the intellectual power to think about things unrelated to immediate wants. It's nice to be heard. thanks for reading silently.

I think Horatio Sanz is hot.

Life is so fleeting. All too quickly we wither and become old--if we are granted that much time. In the blink of an eye our world whirs and spins in front of us; ruthlessly careening towards that anticlimactic trade-off when our hearts and voices are silenced forever and covered with earth along with our bodies. Why do we struggle from the dawn of our lives until the dusk with such violent futility against ourselves and the demons that make themselves at home in the murkiest reaches of our minds? Why do we bite our lips and summon all that is within us to restrain ourselves? Restrain ourselves from what? Joy? Contentment? Peace? Why do we let the world decide for us when we alone have the power to speak up and fight for ourselves and to swim against the tide rather than holding our arms at our sides and allowing the whirlpool to take us along with the rest of the driftwood? Why do we waste so much time when there's so little granted to us to waste to begin with? It seems that, by the work of our own hands, many of us are dead and buried long before the shovel ever hits the ground.




I love you. Let's run away before they bury us.

I love making my boyfriend cum. I love seeing cream come out of his cock. I pretend I have done this monumental feat. I tell myself he only cums because he loves me and the way I make him feel. The truth is prolly that he could cum after seeing a girl in a bikini on a beer commercial, but I ignore that. For now I watch him cum and I feel like queen of the universe.

I act as though I couldn't give a hoot about you.
But in fact, you can't imagine the extent to how much I care for you.

In the past few months I've lost weight. I wasn't fat before, I wasn't even overweight but I thought that losing a couple of pounds would make me happier. It didn't. So I'm back to square one, looking for the thing that it missing from my life.

I just started my journalism class and I already want to drop it. Having to report certain stuff brings back unwanted memories...

I went to the strip club with my boys this past weekend. The stripers were lame.

Sarah Palin writes on her hands?  Eww. I really dislike people who write on their hands.  Grow some self esteem.  You are not a piece of scrap paper.

my roommate was dating my boyfriends roommate.  My roommate just got broken up with.  this is gonna be fucking weird...

I know you're using me, but I still want to hang out with you. Even if it means I have to have sex with you to keep your attention. Just please, don't leave me for somebody else.

I never thought I'd say this, but I don't think I ever want another cat as long as I live. When I have my own house I'm getting a Corgi.

My job sucks, so i've been looking in the internet the whole day long for youtube fun videos...

There's something between us. I can't define it, but it's definitely there....

sometimes i wish i could tell him how i feel, but i dont because i know he will never feel the same way

I'm afraid to fall in love, because I'm afraid of having my heart get broken....again.

brian, i think i love you. but not enough to stop trying to break you two up.

In five minutes I'm heading out the door.  Secretly, I hope to see him at our old spot.  If he's not there I will feel empty for a few minutes.  But at least I have a life to return to to fill the void.

All he has is void.

That he likes living like that is why we never made it as friends.

I love you Joe, I'm just scared to say the words... So I say it with little actions every day. I hope you get me ;)

I just got back from a wonderful vacation and I already feel like I want to kill myself. I hate this job. I feel like a failure...

I was looking through old pictures from just a few years ago and I realized that I'm not that girl anymore. She and I have as little to do with one another as the rising moon and the setting sun. I've finally left her and her little world behind...and it doesn't feel like a loss at all.

EDE - Stop calling, leaving voicemail and texting.  This is the only response you will ever get from me.  Kiss off.

I didn't make him leave, he left. I'm sorry it hurts you, honey, and I'll never say anything bad about your father. I wish you would stop crying and blaming me, because it breaks my heart.

Yesterday I cryed thinking about her...again.
Itīs been over 6 months since she broke up with me. My lifeīs a mess, while she seems happier than ever.

I bet that if we were still together,I would be dying to  brake up with her. Oh well...

Whenever I'm alone and lying in my cold bed, I imagine that she's snuggled behind me warming my back, and heart.  I even miss her fluffy cat farting in my face on the couch while she's throwing "Clingeeka" off of her.  Now I wish I had never had icecream with her.  If only I had trusted my instincts to not MIX with Capricorn, even in rising; I would have saved BOTH of us the trouble.

But then I remember the pills, and the non-protection, and the suspicions, and the shiftiness as she tightened my cog, and suddenly I want a drink of tea from a different glass, because surely those eyes deceive damnation; and lo, came another attempt to defile from master of money's rear-end!

So now what say you, princess of pedantry?  I say... shaaaadap!

When I cum, I turn dumb, and with love comes stupidity, so guess what sweetsies?  Ya literally sucked the life out of me!  YOU SUCK, but its all good, because I've figuratively lost weight, because dehydrated hearts don't bleed...

They just type secrets on the internet.

The only feelings I am capable of feeling anymore are feelings of anger and on occasion jealousy when I see people happy and truly excited to be together, like when love first starts. All my other feelings are gone. I haven't felt anything since he broke me and I don't know if I will be able to feel anything again. I didn't think I would end up this way.

I was really starting to feel "over " you, then I had to dream about you today when I took a nap. It kind of ruined my day. Dammit, I don't care about you any more.

I now see you for the shallow, materialistic, self absorbed and alcoholic person that you are. It was fun while it lasted, but it would have been disturbing to give it all up for you.

I want to be a widow. I would soooo enjoy the isurance money!

Who ever the fuck hired "The Who" to be the half time performer for
the "Bowl" should be shot dead!

I know I am not the only person that feels this way!

I am fucking my boyfriend.. I am also married with kids.

My Boyfriend is for the HOT sex and attention he showers me.

My husband is for paying the bills and for a nice life style.

Yea me!
Call it what you want people. I got the best of both worlds.

I keep having these fantasies of you sitting in a chair, while I'm straddling you, frontwards and backwards. It's pretty hot. I wonder if it ever crosses your mind?

You expressed everything you can't put into words in the way you kissed me tonight. I'm so ready for whatever may happen, please be ready too. The way you stroke my hair and touch my face and hold my hands. And the way you smell.. all of it intoxicates me and I can't help but fall for you. I have never felt passion in my life but I do with you. Just let go of your confusion and your fear and fall already. It will be okay, I promise. I won't let anything happen to you.

I have finally cried tears of joy...



Hallelujah.

I wish I could afford to say "suck it bitch" to my boss.

My secret is that there is hope,  things do get better, just get through today, learn from it and tomorrow will be better.

I hate know-it-alls.  I make it my business to hound them and catch them in lies and errors and ultimately embarrass the hell out of them. I enjoy this game immensely.

can i suck on it? pleeeeease? :P

After YEARS of failed relationships with people who really didn't deserve my time (much less love) I spent a few months alone to think about what I really wanted for myself.

Part of the reason is because two of my family members that loved me very, VERY much died in the past few years.  I miss them so much that I talk to them all the time, and wanted to grieve them without inflicting my loss on someone else.  

And then one night I asked them to find someone for me.

Recently I started having these dreams, and I think the love of my life is right around the corner, looking for someone to appreciate him, too.

I cannot wait to see if it's true.  And I really can't wait to find out who it is.

I love You already.

i think my shrink should charge me less because i'm so interesting.

Couples argue over stupid shit when they are too timid to say what's really on their minds.

Buddyboy, I am so sorry I ever told you I hated talking to you.  I also am sorry you felt mutual.  I often wonder what I was thinking when I said that, and I now understand that what I was really trying to say was "I hate arguing with you, and I am too scared to bring up the real issues because I'm afraid it will lead to the demise of an otherwise very significant relationship."

Truth is, avoiding the issues will lead you down that same road, it will just be longer.  At least with talking out the uncomfortable stuff you have a chance at salvaging.

It's funny how we could have avoided our mutual "hatred" for conversation with one another by having an actual conversation.  Well, less funny, more life-altering and sad.

I hope for the rest of our lives we have amazing conversations, if not with each other then with someone else.  I hope the person you have those conversations with can light up your face like I used to.  I hope he can make your eyes crinkle and sparkle, and I hope he can make you squeal with delight by the mere touch of his hand.  I hope when he hugs you, he hugs you with his whole body, and not just his arms.

But I hope when he kisses you that it reminds you nothing of mine.  That's OUR kiss.

i cannot figure you out sometimes, if not for them would i ever see you? i am just a weekend thing, you live so close yet you make it no big deal if we dont see eachother for four days. i want this to work.

I hate being away from you. Last night, when I was all alone and needed someone to talk to, I realized that all I wanted was you. To hug, to hold, to take care of me like I know you can... a month of us being together goes by faster than a week. It's been over a year, and yet it feels like so much more than that.
I'm really sorry for hurting you the way I did. I know it was so long ago, but still, a few months hasn't gotten it off of my mind. I should never have done what I did with him. I know we weren't together at that point, and I know that... technically there wasn't anything wrong with it. But to me, it was so wrong. And it hurt you, more than anything. It hurt me too, because I know I didn't want to. But I can never back down to him. I can never just tell him no. No... I take that back. Last night, I told him no. For the first time in my damn life. Finally, I stood up to him. Now he refuses to speak to me anymore. I didn't... want to lose him. He's probably hurt me more than anyone else in my life; He's given me all of these terrible scars, but I still didn't want to lose him.
I'm sorry, to both you and him.
But I will forever be sorry in my heart, to you, dear.
I love you, so much.

Hanging out with you the other night... was funnish... I suppose.

Sweetie, when you enter a relationship with someone, be it platonic or moree... you need to let the other person talk.  Ask about how they're doing.

I was ready to get the hell out of dodge probably an hour or so before I said it was getting late.

Dude, your life is not that exciting to me.  You talk incessantly.  Like you haven't come into contact with another human being in days...  Weeks, months even.

Ironically, we just exchanged numbers again, recently.  I probably won't be hearing from you any time soon.  Frankly, Sweetheart, you won't be hearing from me, either.

I do like you, I do.  You just make it impossible for me to speak, and your life and all your talking doesn't exactly keep me at the edge of my seat.  

Narcissism is a bitch.  Give me a call when other people start to concern you.

I just want to look my parents, my grandparents, my friends, and everybody else I know in the face and tell them that I deserve to be loved better than this. I need to be loved better than this. I'm not so jaded that I don't believe that there is more to be derived out of living than this. I don't want to bear his children. I don't want to spend the rest of my life sitting through unstimulating, one-sided conversations with him and taking his verbal abuse. I don't want to be sitting here decades from now wondering who or what I could have been if I had only had the right one beside me. Does feeling like I deserve something real and fulfilling make me a horrible sinner? Does choosing to not spend the rest of my life with him even though he hasn't beaten the hell out of me or slept around on me mean that I'm committing a crime against God? Maybe it does, but why would God want me to live out the rest of my days in misery? That's what I can't understand and accept. I'd hate to break it to everybody, but I've been sinning against God every night for years by fantasizing about what life would be like with another man who, in my eyes, is worth a million of this one. Why can't I make them see it from my point of view? When will I stop hearing that "it only takes one willing partner to make it work" or to "just pray about it"? This ship has sunk. I don't think that it was ever meant to set sail to begin with. I hate to let my family down because I love them and they tried so hard to raise me with strong values and morals, but I can't wander the rest of the way through life with a gaping hole in my heart and if they or God or anybody else doesn't get it then I guess that's just too bad.

I am dating an incredible boy who is smart, funny, and kisses me like he never wants to let me go. I should be happy, but I'm already terrified of the day - whenever it will be - that he leaves me. I can't take another person leaving me alone.

The two of used to work for him. I don't work for him anymore. You and I are no longer "the two of us".
I'll be doing other things for him now.

I hope that he can be a man about this and not pussy out because I am already putting myself out there and I will not let him let me make a fool of myself.

deleted

deleted

I love pulling down a woman's panties for the first time. I think it's the part I love most.