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.
I kissed a guy for the first time Friday night. I was just standing there when he came up and kissed me. It was my first same-sex kissed and I liked it.
It was only a friend and I don't think he thinks anything about it. But that's all I can think about. I want more.
I can't wait for college to be over so I can apply to grad school and start over in another new place. I love my friends and UNC, I just can't slow down and I don't know why.
The fact that you confessed to having feelings for me despite knowing I'd never reciprocate pisses me off, and it won't bother me if it ruins our friendship.
My boyfriend is the only guy that's ever given me an orgasm. I've hooked up with plenty of other guys and it's always been unsatisfying, uncomfortable, or even painful. Does this mean he's the one?
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 feel completely alone and terrified. And I want to tell you and I want you to hold me and I know I can't because I love you too much. I can't help but want to protect you from how bad this feels. I guess it does help some, knowing that at least one of us is happy and carefree right now.
I can feel myself being a huge unreasonable bitch to you all the time and still can't stop. But you always let me get away with it, so I have a hard time even feeling bad.
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If you let me down this time, I swear, I'm done with you.
I am the best motivational speaker, because I know all the things I wish I could hear but nobody tells me.
Having to see you everyday doesn't bother me at all, it just reminds me of how lucky I am that we're not together anymore.
I miss your dog more than I miss you.
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.
i just had the greatest sex i've ever had with the love of my life.
i keep trying to make myself feel sorry, because it wasn't with my boyfriend. but i can't.
I kissed a guy for the first time Friday night. I was just standing there when he came up and kissed me. It was my first same-sex kissed and I liked it.
It was only a friend and I don't think he thinks anything about it. But that's all I can think about. I want more.
I feel dirty.
I have a friend who uses me whenever she needs something. I secretly hate her for it.
I can't wait for college to be over so I can apply to grad school and start over in another new place. I love my friends and UNC, I just can't slow down and I don't know why.
I either need more from you, or for you to just leave me alone. Being in the middle is wearing me down.
The fact that you confessed to having feelings for me despite knowing I'd never reciprocate pisses me off, and it won't bother me if it ruins our friendship.
My boyfriend is the only guy that's ever given me an orgasm. I've hooked up with plenty of other guys and it's always been unsatisfying, uncomfortable, or even painful. Does this mean he's the one?
having a roommate that's engaged kind of sucks.
Yes, I'm talking to you again, but I'm never going to take you back. Quit trying to woo me.
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.
I honestly don't think I'm good enough for the career I want, the love I want, the friends I want, the life I want.
I feel completely alone and terrified. And I want to tell you and I want you to hold me and I know I can't because I love you too much. I can't help but want to protect you from how bad this feels. I guess it does help some, knowing that at least one of us is happy and carefree right now.
You smell like cocoa butter days after putting it on.
I used to associate the smell with unknown unattractive things in my mind but now I think of you.
Thanks for helping me reclaim a smell!
I can feel myself being a huge unreasonable bitch to you all the time and still can't stop. But you always let me get away with it, so I have a hard time even feeling bad.
I'm only happy when I'm eating.
Incubus sings, "So would I be out of line, if I said, I miss you?"
I think the answer is yes. So I don't tell you how much I miss not being around you this summer.
I'm not sure which scares me more: the thought that you might not know I miss you...or the thought that you might not miss me.
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