I wish you were fat and repulsive so that I could have you all to myself. I love you.
I haven't seen you in years, yet I can still feel the warmth of your smile. I am grateful for every moment that I spent with you and every laugh we shared and those have been the only moments where I truly felt unalone. Though it has been many years, the time we shared, however brief, still haunts me and everything since has been less. I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I never kissed you, I'm sorry that I let you leave without ever telling you everything that I should have said and everything that I have ever felt. I'm sorry that a part of me wishes I could forget your voice, your smile, and the happiness we shared. I'm sorry that the only regret that I have in my life is that I let you slip away.
A year ago I met this guy. He was in most of my classses and I started liking him. And I thought that I would never have a chance with him. Then school was over and we went to separeate schools because of boundaries but a couple months later I decide to leave him a mesage on myspace saying hi and he replied and we started takling. he told me that he used to like me back then and i liked him to. i felt so happy, he told me he liked me for me and that i was pretty. i fell back in love? we continued talking and we still do talk and he told me that even though we havent seen eachother in a year that he likes me again. Its wierd. I thought that i would have moved on but i didnt. and he didnt. so i find out hes coming to my school when begins in august and im counting the days. and we might hang out this week. i couldnt be happier but trust me theres more to the story then this. too much to write but if theres anyone out there dont be chicken. confess to a guy that you like and make sure you dont lose him. i was lucky and you may not be. go get him/her.
I frequently lurk on a depression support board. There is this chick there who drives me absolutely nuts. Young, apparently, and dumb...and vain...and boring. One of these whelps who seems to have forgotten that board is for people in serious turmoil, and is not a place to solicit advice on her latest thrilling love saga. ("He was like, 'no!', and I was like, 'yes,' and he was like, 'never!', and then he looked deep into my eyes but then he got a text from this cousin of a guy he used to know," etc, etc, etc.). I don't post there and would feel odd creating an account just so I could tell this dumb girl off. I am sorely tempted, though.
mostly i eat normally, maybe even a little more. I've got a good figure and am happy with the way i look. Occasionally though i may feel a little sad. Like when i broke up with my boyfriend i just felt sick all the tijme. So i stopped eating, unless i had to. At first i did it to make the sick feelings go away. Then i liked how skinny i got so i carried on, until i looked horribly skinny. Even now if i don't eat for a full day i get almost excited about it. I don't know why, it just helps when everything else is falling apart.......
I've always been brought up my my mum. I never had a Dad, i mean he was out there somewhere but was nothing to do with my life. Mostly i was happy with this. I had the occasional urge to find him, look at him and see if i could see me. But i never did. Then when i was in my teens i found him, i wrote him a letter asking if i could see him. I never sent that letter, it's in an old box. This i regret as now he has gone forever and i will never have the chance. He left behind other children but i think i should leave them be or will i then regret that?
I really hated him, he is stingy, arrogant, selfish and self-centred. Breaking up with him is not enough ease my hatred, I want him to die. And his evil brothers to die as well.
I don't believe in marriage, or soul mates, or eternal monogamy, but I secretly want to be promised his love, for the rest of our lives.
i hate my life.
I like someone.and i think they like me. but can you really like someone who youve never talked to? i mean i basically see them everyday. so why am i confused. there you go. i like you.
I missed out on my dream job because i moved from Chicago to NC to be with my boyfriend. When I got to NC i found a job two hours away and he refused to even consider moving. Despite getting a free house with the job and happiness forever on my part..
It all started with a dream. and that dream turned into an obsession. I've been obsessed with her for nearly 3 years now. and as this schoolyear comes to an end i wonder if it will ever happen. i fall asleep every night thinking about her, i have tried timd and time again to get her out of my head, but to no avail. as she falls in love again, with one of my best friends i wonder how much longer i can stand this obsession
i am lying to my ex he thinks i'm pregnant!
Today is my four month anniversary, and my ex boyfriends birthday. I dont know what I want to celebrate more.
I had this guy, I liked him alot. He was sweet, intelligent, cultured, attractive and everything I thought I needed in a man. he broke up with me after only a month to go be with ugly girls all over Atlanta. He claims to be a master of dating but really I think he is a master of dishonesty and a professional at taking the best from others and leaving the worst of himself. Its been like 2 months and i'm still bitter about it because I was everything he'll ever need and he couldnt see that for his own selfish purposed. I gave him pearls and he threw them away. I hope whatever he's doing he's happy, because if he keeps treating the loyal people in his life like this...he'll die a lonely person...and a fool.
I'm an idiot when it comes to money. I'm 34 with a 13 year old and I'm always going to my mother for help. She'll loan me money for groceries and I'll go spend $30 on pizza or $40 at a restaurant and have nothing left for the rest of the week then we end up living on bread and margarine, but as soon as we get money again we're out at a restaurant spending a fortune with no food at all in the fridge at home.
My boyfriend may have to go to prison in the future, and I don't know if I can wait while he is in there. It could be two years, perhaps even more. I feel like a terrible person for even thinking about this, he would be heartbroken. We have currently been together for two years.
I'm not so hurt by our breakup because we let each other go. it was because you didn't try to keep me. you never tried to make me feel like you wanted me. And I did every damn thing I could to make you feel beautiful and loved. But you just never tried to get back with me.