I'm being pursued by this girl in whom I am not interested but I'm okay with it because I feel like I'm the attractive guy in an independent romance movie that the girl likes at the beginning before meeting the quirky protagonist and learning a lesson about life and love.

Ever since I graduated and moved away, I feel like all my friends have forgotten about me. Especially you

we broke up after such a short time. I didn't love you when we were together, but I've fallen for you now that we're apart. I took a chance on the "Nice Guy," but it was ME who finished last.

I still think I see you on campus even though I know that you are not coming back. I see your car, I see you on campus, yet I realize that it is not you. Losing you left a major void in my life and I guess that only time can heal wounds. I stay strong in front of others, but sometimes I just cry and I cannot stop crying.

I'm not sure if it was rape, but I would rather believe you are a rapist than that I willingly lost my virginity to someone like you turned out to be.

You ruined so many songs for me that I had put on mix-tapes for you or were "our" songs. I can't even enjoy making fun of and singing along with boy bands anymore.

I'm not going to graduate in May. I don't know how to tell my parents. I can't afford to take summer school.

today i didn't get out of bed. i am a complete failure in everything i do. i act happy and crazy to everyone--really, involved in things, friends, i go out-- but the facade is getting too hard to keep up.

the depression meds aren't working, but i lie to my doctor and say they are because they make me lose weight.

As we continue to keep in touch, I wonder more and more what my life would be like now if I was at school with you...
I think we might be soulmates.

I really don't like you like that anymore...

I just want to make out with you before I graduate.

i'm going to take your drunken advice about just going for it.

i'm going to tell you i like you.

i hope that this is what you meant, and even if it isn't, thanks for helping me realize that i can.

I like you a lot. You're intelligent, beautiful, seductive. And yet, the only thing keeping me from being with you is what my friends think of you.

I'm sorry.

Could you please lie to me just once? Your honesty sometimes makes me want to throw up.

I think about my weight a lot...it's ridiculous how much I compare myself to other people.. I want to be perfect, to have that great body and be in shape..to lose those 10 pounds I've carried for a few years now. I hate myself, I'm self-destructive..and I over-eat.

Why do I want to defeat myself in terms of food?

My roommate watched porn and masturbated while I was pretending to sleep 5 feet away. It kind of turned me on...

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