you really did lie to me. when you told me you were on a break i believed you. i trusted you. you're still with her and i bet she doesn't even know you cheated on her. we slept together once and you just forgot about me. i never thought you would be that guy.
i wish i didn't fall head over heels for people. i wish i wasn't so dramatic. i wish i was stronger and that i could choose the right guy for once in my life. i wish you weren't such a asshole. i wish i could hurt you, so bad you think your heart's going to explode. so that you feel as if everything you stand for is destroyed. i hope you slowly lose touch with everything important in your life. i hope you feel like you have no purpose.
i hope you feel the way i do now that you've fucked my life.
Every time we're on the phone and I tell you that I'm reading this site, it's because I've posted a secret that I don't have the nerve to say to you, and I keep hoping you'll check it out and wonder if that one is from me.
i wish i could even remotely relate to any of the posts about broken hearts and love. i want to be broken hearted!! they really are right about better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all :(
I finally realized you were the one for me and everything was perfect… only a few months later you passed away unexpectedly… now I am alone to pick up the pieces… and I am afraid I won’t ever be able to move on because I will always compare others to you
it'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.
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you really did lie to me. when you told me you were on a break i believed you. i trusted you. you're still with her and i bet she doesn't even know you cheated on her. we slept together once and you just forgot about me. i never thought you would be that guy.
i wish i didn't fall head over heels for people. i wish i wasn't so dramatic. i wish i was stronger and that i could choose the right guy for once in my life. i wish you weren't such a asshole. i wish i could hurt you, so bad you think your heart's going to explode. so that you feel as if everything you stand for is destroyed. i hope you slowly lose touch with everything important in your life. i hope you feel like you have no purpose.
i hope you feel the way i do now that you've fucked my life.
Every time we're on the phone and I tell you that I'm reading this site, it's because I've posted a secret that I don't have the nerve to say to you, and I keep hoping you'll check it out and wonder if that one is from me.
Care more.
i wish i could even remotely relate to any of the posts about broken hearts and love. i want to be broken hearted!! they really are right about better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all :(
I'm not anti-social... I'm just sick of you!
I finally realized you were the one for me and everything was perfect… only a few months later you passed away unexpectedly… now I am alone to pick up the pieces… and I am afraid I won’t ever be able to move on because I will always compare others to you
it'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.
I want to be a whore, and sleep with as many guys and girls as possible.
I'm just a sexual guy...
I'd never commit suicide, but sometimes I wonder if it'd be worth it just to make my family like me again.
I don't know if I can make it through the summer without kissing a guy who liked my friend before school was over.
Working 40 hour weeks this summer at my internship has made me kind of depressed about what the rest of my life's going to be like after I graduate.
Does "just good friends" mean I'm way too ugly for him? Honestly? Because, that's what I say when I don't find them attractive...
When we both agreed it wouldn't mean anything, I desperately wanted it to mean everything to you.
I know I said I wouldn't take sides, but really? He's right. You're being a bitch.
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