|Filed Under:||Society & Culture|
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|Archived Since:||April 11, 2008|
I came back to LA to be with your brother, not you. It makes you jealous. We’re in love and you have nothing, this makes you more jealous. You once broke my heart and now yours is being broken by taboos invoked, your hatred spewed. I will not pay lip service to the wrongs you [...]
Maybe if I was skinny, I would have friends.
I weigh 341 pounds. But I tell people I weight 250 so that they don’t judge me as much.
I used to suck him up inside T-Hall. I hated him, but I still did it. I liked the attention.
When I’m alone and I start thinking of you, I blast their music just to drown out all thoughts of you.
I am in love with my boyfriend’s cousin.
I’m attracted to guys in the Military. I got one chance and I almost missed it. Glad I didn’t and now I wanna be with you forever.
For years, I’ve wanted to find someone to connect with like I do with you… But I’ve discovered I’m not attracted to you. And I HATE myself for it…
Back in the day, I used to make Voodoo heads of my ex-lovers (I found them in a box at my parent’s garage).
I’ve been on a chicken salad diet ever since I found out my guy best friend told my sister I was too fat to be loved.
I wish I was a pin up model. But I’m afraid of letting anyone see my body.
I wish my dad would realize that my mom’s a bitch.
I’m nicer and prettier than many of the girls around me. Thinner, too. So how is it easy for them to get guys. While I always feel so unwanted? What’s so wrong with me?
It feels worse now that you know. The pitying looks kill me..I wish you had given me the chance to save myself before wedging this between us. I can’t talk to you anymore.
I’m glad we’re no longer friends. The only thing we did that I enjoyed was binge drinking.
I’ve slept with seven guys. None of them has cared about me. I’m afraid I’ll never be able to change that, but mostly, I’m afraid I might not want to.
I have one night stands because it makes me feel loved. In the morning, I feel like I don’t deserve to be loved because I’m a ‘whore’.
I have been having an affair with my husband’s best friend for 6 months. I will live this lie until I get caught.
Why do you feel the need to look to a god for inspiration, when you could most likely find someone much more inspirational right beside you.
Sometimes when you get angry, I get scared and want to cry. I’m scared someday you’ll take your anger out on me.