Please propose while we're at the beach...
I know you have the ring. You know I'll say yes.
Please, please, please!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
I just looked at pictures of us together from last year and fall semester....REALLY looked at them. And I could see the life and love in your eyes and mine. I realized I hadn't felt an inkling of that or seen you like that in such a long time.
I cried a little over you for the first time in many months. Fuck.
I cried a little over you for the first time in many months. Fuck.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
I worry that when I tell people now that I'm anorexic (I was nearly hospitalized when I was in middle school), they see my more-than-generous current body and don't believe me. I also worry that when I try to be encouraging to people who are struggling with the disease by sharing my success story, they look at me as their worst nightmare.
I think I'm developing an eating disorder. The last several months have been really tough for me emotionally, and I can't eat when I'm upset. Now, I feel like I can't eat anyway, even though things are getting better in my personal life. I feel like if I know I should be eating more, I should be able just to eat more. The solution seems simple....so why can't I just make myself eat?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Whenever you slapped my face, it hurt. But when you slapped my face, it didn't sting, so it never hurt enough to count.
I've told no one, and I'm still not sure that I have anything to tell.
They were always "accidents." Too drunk, too strong, too careless. I'm just making a big deal of nothing...right?
I've told no one, and I'm still not sure that I have anything to tell.
They were always "accidents." Too drunk, too strong, too careless. I'm just making a big deal of nothing...right?
My friend always joked that I had a crush on you. I didn't, atleast not like that. But that day we talked forever by the pit...and you told me how pretty you thought my eyes were-it hit me that I definitely like you. But we are both in serious relationships...and both very much in love with our respective partners, so I will try my best not to think about you this summer, because I'm sure you won't be thinking of me.
I slept with a guy I met only a few days ago...and I feel like I've known him for years, and I think I'm falling in love with him already. I don't want this to happen so fast, I want to be cautious...but when he cuddles me, it feels so amazing, and that feeling is what gets me through the day. I don't wnat to fall so hard so fast because I know I'll only get hurt, but at the same time, it seems like he's falling just as hard for me too, or am I imagining it. That's what is racking my brain and preventing me from sleeping. I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone, and I've only known you for a few days. I hope you feel the same, because I couldn't survive one more heartbreak right now.
I've recently realized that I get very nervous every time someone brings up Jews, Judaism, Israel, or anything having to do with me being a Jew. I've been raised a Jew, but I'm beginning to think that I want nothing to do with it anymore.
But if that IS true, and I start exploring other faiths, my family would be so disappointed in me...
But if that IS true, and I start exploring other faiths, my family would be so disappointed in me...
It's only been a few weeks since I've graduated from UNC and I miss it so much already! UNC was my dream school and I had an amazing time there! I guess I am just afraid that I will never have as good of a time in life as I did during these "care free" college days of mine. Everyone keeps saying that college is the best 4 years of your life. This makes me sad and nervous because it makes it seem like everything in my life is going downhill and that I'll never relive these amazing moments again.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
I don't care about:
-My grades
-My future
-How much money I'm going to owe after I leave this place.
I could graduate with a 2.4 and become nothing more than a housewife and be fine with that. I came here almost exclusively for basketball, I've somehow gotten into every game thus far (Dook included), and I know I made the right choice. But every day that goes by without Danny and Wayne and Ty un-declaring from the draft, I start to panic a little more...
-My grades
-My future
-How much money I'm going to owe after I leave this place.
I could graduate with a 2.4 and become nothing more than a housewife and be fine with that. I came here almost exclusively for basketball, I've somehow gotten into every game thus far (Dook included), and I know I made the right choice. But every day that goes by without Danny and Wayne and Ty un-declaring from the draft, I start to panic a little more...
i dont think you realized how hurt/angry i was last night. sometimes i feel that because you are such a nice guy that i can not get angry at you, because you never intentionally do things to hurt my feelings. but my gosh, if you had called me last night, i might have exploded over the phone. you have no idea.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
At one point, you were my best friend. I know that we've grown apart, and I accept that. I really do. I still love you as deeply as i did before.
I wish you'd talk to me, though. I know you're in pain and I want to help. Just to listen.
Can we please become part of each others lives again? I miss you.
I wish you'd talk to me, though. I know you're in pain and I want to help. Just to listen.
Can we please become part of each others lives again? I miss you.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
i's the basic "girl is in love with her really good guy friend scenario." i've known him since highschool, and he liked me freshman year, but it just didn't work out. we've been friends ever since. and it's not even about looks for me, he just has one of the most amazing personalities ever. and he is so driven that he inspires me to do things i never in a million years EVER thought i could do. but there's a problem: i'm pretty sure he doesn't see me the same way. and i hate it.
Life is so complicated. And I have no answers - not one. No matter how earnestly I try to sort the world around me. No matter how much I try to make sense of the past nor how much I try to understand myself, or what's "right." Not only virtue of character, but virtue of thought.
It's so overwhelming. What I would give for the certainty and conviction of youth mixed with the experience and wisdom of age.
It's so overwhelming. What I would give for the certainty and conviction of youth mixed with the experience and wisdom of age.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
This time, I'm in love with you.
But I've gotten so far with my current boyfriend, and I don't have the time or patience for another "project."
I'm sorry for thinking of you like that, but you're so far away and if you can't understand that I need you to need ME sometimes, then I don't know what else to do but shut you out of my life before I'm in too deep.
But I've gotten so far with my current boyfriend, and I don't have the time or patience for another "project."
I'm sorry for thinking of you like that, but you're so far away and if you can't understand that I need you to need ME sometimes, then I don't know what else to do but shut you out of my life before I'm in too deep.
I hope with every fiber of my being that you never make it into med school and that you never become a doctor. If you didn't care about someone you said you loved, how could you possibly care for a stranger? You just want the money, car, house and prestige. Me on the other hand? I will work hard towards something I am passionate about... in the end, you won't have the life, and I WILL.
To my old roommate: You're a horrible roommate and person. You are not attractive, and every girl you meet does not want to bang you. I'm glad I don't have to deal with your superiority complex anymore.
To my future roommate: You're amazing. You're the sister I never had. I really do love you, and you know it.
To my future roommate: You're amazing. You're the sister I never had. I really do love you, and you know it.
I hate the memory of old. I'm getting better at dealing with the fact that we've split up - and it actually helps to think of the you of now rather than the you of old when it hurts inside.
Memories though of happier times; and telling each other that we would never leave one another - what weight do words of love to our future lovers now hold?
It's still incomprehensible to me to think that you can fall out of love after feeling something that felt so permanent. And yet it's happened to me. Twice.
Memories though of happier times; and telling each other that we would never leave one another - what weight do words of love to our future lovers now hold?
It's still incomprehensible to me to think that you can fall out of love after feeling something that felt so permanent. And yet it's happened to me. Twice.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I posted this secret in april...
"it took a year and a half, but i think I'm finally over him! But i'm afraid that all the feelings i've worked hard to get rid of will come back when i see him this summer...
Posted by E at 10:28 PM 1 comments"
And now I'm falling head over heels again. Why is it so hard for me to stay away from him??? I'm frustrated but also shamefully happy
"it took a year and a half, but i think I'm finally over him! But i'm afraid that all the feelings i've worked hard to get rid of will come back when i see him this summer...
Posted by E at 10:28 PM 1 comments"
And now I'm falling head over heels again. Why is it so hard for me to stay away from him??? I'm frustrated but also shamefully happy
I tell you that I hate you for hurting me because you didn't want to try again this summer. And I do hate you for it. But I don't know if I want you back because I actually still love you, or just because I want a boyfriend again, or even just because I wasn't the one that dumped you.
I hate that I want a boyfriend so badly and I hate that I'll never find anyone I'll feel as comfortable with as I did with you. But no, I really don't want you back because you were the worst boyfriend in the world, you never did a thing for me except made me think that love could still be love, even when it was so one-sided
I hate that I want a boyfriend so badly and I hate that I'll never find anyone I'll feel as comfortable with as I did with you. But no, I really don't want you back because you were the worst boyfriend in the world, you never did a thing for me except made me think that love could still be love, even when it was so one-sided
Saturday, May 17, 2008
when I was young and first discovered AOL an older man/stranger IMed me. he started talking about sexual things i didn't understand.
he told me to see if i saw a whitish bump above my vagina which would be my "clitoris". i found it and thought it was bad, like it was a zit or something. i kept trying to get rid of it, take it off.
my obgyn has never mentioned anything being off, but i'm constantly afraid there's something wrong with it becuase of this, and that maybe that's why i've never figured out how to masturbate successfully.
he told me to see if i saw a whitish bump above my vagina which would be my "clitoris". i found it and thought it was bad, like it was a zit or something. i kept trying to get rid of it, take it off.
my obgyn has never mentioned anything being off, but i'm constantly afraid there's something wrong with it becuase of this, and that maybe that's why i've never figured out how to masturbate successfully.
We broke off contact for the last time; I still loved you, you didn't love me. And I'm generally ok now - I've accepted it, even though I haven't been able to move on.
But damn it, when I see a picture of you, my whole world comes crashing down. Especially at night because I don't want to be THAT person - waking up my friends at 3am and being a bother because I need help.
But damn it, when I see a picture of you, my whole world comes crashing down. Especially at night because I don't want to be THAT person - waking up my friends at 3am and being a bother because I need help.
I remembered today that years ago when I was little, my parents thought I was allergic to broccoli for some reason. I hated broccoli, so I just played along, even though I'd eaten it at friends houses all the time and never had an allergic reaction. I'd forgotten that I'm not actually allergic because I've lied for so many years just to avoid having to eat it.
Friday, May 16, 2008
I stayed online for hours hoping that you will message me, but you never do. I check my phone all the time hoping that I have a text from you, but I never do. I try so hard to convince myself that I'm fine with us just being friends, but I don't know how to change the way I feel toward you. I wish you missed me the same way that I miss you.
when i found out you died this morning in a car wreck i went into shock. I've been reading all of our old and recent messages to each other online and I don't think it's completely sunk in that you're gone...
that the next time I message you online you won't ever be there to respond again.
I hope where you are there's a beautiful beach and a big, friendly dog you can call your own....I know you'll want to be there forever. I do hope wherever you are you're happy....I miss you and love you, buddy....thank you for making me see that the moon is really so beautiful....
that the next time I message you online you won't ever be there to respond again.
I hope where you are there's a beautiful beach and a big, friendly dog you can call your own....I know you'll want to be there forever. I do hope wherever you are you're happy....I miss you and love you, buddy....thank you for making me see that the moon is really so beautiful....
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Your dad sent me a picture of you today. I hadn't seen an updated picture of you in over 6 months. Even though we broke up almost 2 years ago I still remembered the exact curve of your lips and the way your eyes crinkle up in the corners, and how your hair falls into your eyes.
I'm in love with him. I wouldn't be with him if I weren't. But why did I suddenly miss you so badly when I saw that picture?
I'm in love with him. I wouldn't be with him if I weren't. But why did I suddenly miss you so badly when I saw that picture?
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
I used to not remember my dreams. It was funny how I'd wake up and have no recollection of anything.
But these past few months I have... and I hardly ever have happy dreams. I didn't think it was possible to wake up with such negative and crappy feelings every day.
I don't understand why. I'm a happy person. Why can't I just dream happy? It's really starting to get to me.
But these past few months I have... and I hardly ever have happy dreams. I didn't think it was possible to wake up with such negative and crappy feelings every day.
I don't understand why. I'm a happy person. Why can't I just dream happy? It's really starting to get to me.
Two years ago, a girl accused me of getting her pregnant. Not knowing what to do, and respecting her decision to keep the child, I asked her to marry me.
It turned out that she wasn't pregnant, and never had been.
So when you wonder why I'm distant and fear commitment, it's because the biggest commitment of my life was based upon a lie.
It turned out that she wasn't pregnant, and never had been.
So when you wonder why I'm distant and fear commitment, it's because the biggest commitment of my life was based upon a lie.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Last year, I had everything one needs to be truly happy - then I took on an internship over the summer, ended up by myself with no friends or companions (not for lack of trying), and spent every day in isolation.
It showed me that the mental strength I thought I had was a farce, and the resulting depression from acute loneliness fundamentally changed me as a person.
Then this year happened, and I lost it all - love, friendship, and everything that I thought defined me as a good person.
And so I sit on my bed, at home this summer. But life is cruel - though I'm now at the place I would've given my all to be last summer, I'm lonelier and more in need of a hug and a reassurance from a friend than I ever have been.
And I have no one here.
It showed me that the mental strength I thought I had was a farce, and the resulting depression from acute loneliness fundamentally changed me as a person.
Then this year happened, and I lost it all - love, friendship, and everything that I thought defined me as a good person.
And so I sit on my bed, at home this summer. But life is cruel - though I'm now at the place I would've given my all to be last summer, I'm lonelier and more in need of a hug and a reassurance from a friend than I ever have been.
And I have no one here.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Part of me is still in love with my ex-boyfriend from years ago. Most of me is in love with my current boyfriend. Why, no matter how hard I try or no matter the length of time separating our relationship, does that part of me still exist?
No one understands why I still love him. He knows me better than anyone. But why can't I forget him? Why can I still feel his lips on mine? Why do I still, on sleepless nights such as these, finally find peace imagining his arms around me? Why can't I be satisfied?
I love my boyfriend. I do. How do I stop these thoughts? I don't know how much longer I can take it. This part of my heart, although relatively small, dominates my thoughts. But, why?
No one understands why I still love him. He knows me better than anyone. But why can't I forget him? Why can I still feel his lips on mine? Why do I still, on sleepless nights such as these, finally find peace imagining his arms around me? Why can't I be satisfied?
I love my boyfriend. I do. How do I stop these thoughts? I don't know how much longer I can take it. This part of my heart, although relatively small, dominates my thoughts. But, why?
I graduated today. And I can't help feel sad. I never had the guts to tell the guy that I've liked for the past 2 years, how much I love him.And now it's too late. How do you know if a guys likes or even loves you back? It's so hard. One day I am hopeful and the next I am not hopeful. I am so scared of rejection that I fear that I'll let go of all the people I may think I am in "love" with in my life eventually. And that I will end up all alone.
I didn't really LOVE college. I don't know why! I feel like a freak, and it looks like everyone else loved it. I had friends, did really well in my classes, did a ton of activities. Carolina was great, the best university ever. But I'm sort of indifferent about leaving it all. Maybe in a few months it will really hit me?
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
i think my laziness has reached a whole new level.
instead of walking to the window to check out the weather, i went to weather.com
my friends always nag on me and poke fun of how lazy i am, but i dont think anyone even realizes the extent to which it goes. i'm worried about how, in a couple of years, this could really hurt me in trying to find a job and everything.
instead of walking to the window to check out the weather, i went to weather.com
my friends always nag on me and poke fun of how lazy i am, but i dont think anyone even realizes the extent to which it goes. i'm worried about how, in a couple of years, this could really hurt me in trying to find a job and everything.
I cannot believe that you don't have the gumption to break up with me when you no longer care for me. I cannot be in a relationship with someone who won't even touch me. How about growing a pair and telling me how you really feel instead of making me be the only one in the relationship? I need intimacy...not sex, intimacy...from someone who's idea of romance is more than just the occasional head butt. You have a lot to learn. I didn't tell you this, because I don't have the courage. But you have hurt me excrutiatingly, and when I graduate Saturday, that will be the last time I think of you. You wasted eight months of college that I cannot get back, my senior year no less! Enjoy your last year at UNC without me. And next time, do not settle for someone you do not want just because it is easy. I beg you not to put another girl through this.
She's immature, egotistical, pretentious, hypocritical, impatient, impetuous, needy, selfish, neurotic, paranoid, insane, overbearing, irrationally jealous, crass, materialistic, judgmental, hedonistic, reckless, irresponsible, myopic, haughty, unappreciative, lackluster in bed, and being with her has drained me to the point of hating Carolina. Yet, I am still in love with her. What is wrong with me?
Monday, May 5, 2008
I had only one real life partner. I had two affairs. But the closest kinds of "dating" relationships I've had were/are with people online who I meet on gaming sites and the like. I don't think I want it any other way, because I am too insecure with myself and too shy to have a physical partner; but the person I am dating now, across the net that is, I want nothing more than to be in his arms.
My boyfriend has very different political views than I do. Now I'm starting to believe them, myself. I'm not sure if I believe them because I really do believe them, or if it's only because HE believes them. I don't want to change who I am just because of him... but I really do believe that he's right. And that's a little scary.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
I wish, for once, you would choose us over your boyfriend. We try to brush it off, but it actually really hurts and angers us. And we don't want the gift of your time. We want time that you actually, truly, want to spend with us.
I just hope it works out. Because if it doesn't, you might actually realize the good friendships that you have lost.
I just hope it works out. Because if it doesn't, you might actually realize the good friendships that you have lost.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
i started smoking weed last year in an attempt to stop getting mad at everyone else who treated it as the most important thing in the world. i figured if i did it, then i couldnt get mad at them for doing it. im not against smoking, i just hate that it has become so much of my friends passion/necessity. plus they act so different when they're high. i just figured if i was high too i would stop noticing. i didn't.
I haven't applied myself this year at all. I've slacked, and I've settled. My good is never good enough. I'm only a freshman, but I'm afraid I'll continue this downward spiral, this seemingly apathetic attidue, throughout my entire college career. I'm upset with my B's; they could've been A's if I would have put in the effort. I feel like I'm letting my parents down, and I'm letting myself down. I feel like such a liar when my parent's ask me if I've tried my hardest. I always say "Of course I did" but in reality, I could've tried way harder. Sometimes I despise myself for not working as hard as I could, and I don't really know what else to say or do.
I just found out that you let another girl try to jack you off last night when you were drunk. I've been with you two years. When I asked if you still wanted to be with me, you said "yes." But when I asked if I should be with you, you said you "guessed not," and you were going to let me dump you then and there, without another word.
I wanted you to fight for me.
I wanted you to be faithful.
But you didn't do either. I'm still with you anyway --- right now I just don't know why. I think I'm just too scared I won't find anyone else.
I wanted you to fight for me.
I wanted you to be faithful.
But you didn't do either. I'm still with you anyway --- right now I just don't know why. I think I'm just too scared I won't find anyone else.
Last weekend he fingered me and I gave him a blow job while my one of my roommates was asleep in the room. Later, when my other roommates came home, we lied and said all we did was make out and they believed us. I felt really bad about it and told myself I'd never hook up again while one of them was in the room.
I'm starting to doubt that two people can actually stay happily married to one another for the rest of their lives. I always believed that I would fall in love, get married, have babies, and live happily ever after. Unfortunately, I'm not sure "happily ever after" exists. I'm scared that I'll end up alone, but even more scared I'll end up in an unhappy relationship.
my parents got divorced and my mom moved to a different house. i have told people who are my friends in Chapel Hill but know nothing of my life at home. I haven't told one person who I know from home, not even my best friends. It's like i can't do it. I was always "that girl" with the perfect life. Nothing is the same anymore.
I know it's stupid and childish.
I know it's probably the dumbest and most juvenile thing you've ever heard and could never understand. Believe me, sometimes I do too. Maybe that's why I have so much trouble telling you this to your face. But I can't help it. I get jealous that you write on her facebook wall wishing her a good day and throwing in an inside joke. I hate it that you put a picture of you and him as your profile picture. I don't need you to advertise our friendship. But I would like some affirmation every now and then. But, it's more than that. It hurts my feelings that you put so much effort and feeling into your friendships with other people and not me; your "best friend". Maybe i'll say goodbye this time and mean it.
I know it's probably the dumbest and most juvenile thing you've ever heard and could never understand. Believe me, sometimes I do too. Maybe that's why I have so much trouble telling you this to your face. But I can't help it. I get jealous that you write on her facebook wall wishing her a good day and throwing in an inside joke. I hate it that you put a picture of you and him as your profile picture. I don't need you to advertise our friendship. But I would like some affirmation every now and then. But, it's more than that. It hurts my feelings that you put so much effort and feeling into your friendships with other people and not me; your "best friend". Maybe i'll say goodbye this time and mean it.
I'm so stressed about exams. But now I can't even concentrate on being stressed about exams.
Today, my dad told me that my mom has breast cancer. All I can think about is all the horrible things that could be ahead. I'm so scared. And the worst part is, I can't talk to her about it. She doesn't want me to know, so my dad says I have to keep it a secret. How can I keep it a secret when I just want to call her right now and tell her that I love her, but if I do that for no reason, she'll know that I know.
I wish he had just waited a few days to tell me so I could concentrate on school things and enjoy my birthday. I don't blame him, I know it's worrying him too, so I'm sure he just needed someone to talk to.
Today, my dad told me that my mom has breast cancer. All I can think about is all the horrible things that could be ahead. I'm so scared. And the worst part is, I can't talk to her about it. She doesn't want me to know, so my dad says I have to keep it a secret. How can I keep it a secret when I just want to call her right now and tell her that I love her, but if I do that for no reason, she'll know that I know.
I wish he had just waited a few days to tell me so I could concentrate on school things and enjoy my birthday. I don't blame him, I know it's worrying him too, so I'm sure he just needed someone to talk to.
Friday, May 2, 2008
So you had me falling for you and ended it because the distance was too hard. I looked on your profile and saw you online twice today, but you didn't say hi either time. You deleted our pictures from your profile - the ones you took, but kept the ones of your ex. I really don't know what to do when we both say we care a lot about each other and you still don't want to continue this. I feel so empty and broken inside and can't concentrate on anything else. Perfect timing for finals?
Just about everyday I post fake responses on juicycampus cursing people and calling them stupid whores and such. I never know the person I am insulting, but if they seem like a good person from the post, I enjoy insulting them even more. I laugh imagining how bad they must feel after discovering "someone" thinks they are a slut or a bad person.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Almost every day this year I have passed by that guy who drives the little cart around to take injured people to class. He is just sitting there... I always wonder if he hates his job or loves the fact that he just has to sit there. If he hates it, I feel sorry for him cause he looks like a really nice guy and helps people out.. I just hope he doesn't hate it....
I have an exam in three hours. I've cleaned my room, done laundry, and studied for an exam I have on Monday, because I'd rather fail this exam and make this professor look bad than try to do well and make it look like his class was anything more than a joke. I wish everyone else would do the same, because the class evaluations aren't good enough.
Every time I go to the UL I feel like I have some purpose in mind; I'm going to do some work, read for the test I have coming up, get ahead. Then I get in, sit down and realize this is the last place I want to be. 5 hours later and nothing to show for it I still feel that way. Sometimes I'll see a friend sealed off in a cubby studying. I'll go say hi and ask how things are going but really I just want to say that I hate you for doing something with your life.
I looked at your facebook today. I knew it was a bad idea, knew it. That didn't stop me. 4 am here I am looking at your pictures from your weekend at the beach. In every one you look so happy with her. You have the same look on your face that you always do in our old pictures. Now I find myself picturing myself in her spot... then I realize it's not me your smiling about. Wait, I was the one who broke up with you wasn't I?
i loved your class, i thought the topics we covered were interesting, and i enjoyed the books we read. i would think you were great at teaching, but your tests were complete BS. becuase i actually studied and read the books for your final and still made a bad grade, i have come to the conclusion that you are a horrible professor.
also, i know you will never read this, but i'm so close to telling you this that i just had to vent.
also, i know you will never read this, but i'm so close to telling you this that i just had to vent.
The moment you leave, I'm deleting you from my Facebook. I know that isn't really threatening, but I think it will relay the knowledge that I hated you as a roommate and dread the possibility of living with someone just like you next semester...
Oh, and I have actively killed you in my mind many many times. And I don't regret it.
Oh, and I have actively killed you in my mind many many times. And I don't regret it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)