I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else.

I am in Chapel Hill, with all of these people around me. It is Memorial Day Weekend, so I should have tons of stuff to do, but I have nothing to do. It kind of sucks.

I'm getting sick of waiting for you to call.

So, instead of letting you stew over how to "let me down easy," I'm going to help you:

You didn't mean as much as you thought. Goodbye.

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...

Im taking it as a sign that after this fight our favorite show is on a marathon. Hope we have a marathon too.

we had sex again this morning, and i still can't make myself feel bad about it.

it feels right, and i'm sorry.

i honestly did want to get back together, but then i realized what a dick you are.

thank god it didn't take me all summer to get over you...

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.

I really, really want to make out with someone. I'm starting to have random feelings for my guy friends that I know wouldn't be there if I wasn't so deprived.

I really miss you. More than you probably know. And Im glad I got to speak to you and embrace you before I left for the summer. I was stupid enough to walk away without getting your number. And someting makes me think that you wanted me to have it.

If someone gave me the chance to live forever, I would do it. I don't think I'd be lonely. I'm lonely now, and at least if I lived forever I'd never stop learning and seeing new things.

I think I'm getting addicted to the valium I'm prescribed, but then again I think I may be using it appropriately and just wasn't before. Its really hard to trust myself sometimes.

I'm at a university and am surrounded by intelligent, attractive girls. The m/f ratio is even in my favor. So why do I ignore them and keep trying to date girls I used to go to high school with?

I can't decide whether I'm too good, or not good enough...

We've been together for a few months now, but I'm afraid that you won't ever really love me.

I'm in love with you.

I'm afraid to say it first.

I intentionally hit on cocky guys, let them buy me drinks and even get my number. then I don't return their calls. I know it's mean, but being a former "ugly girl" I get such a rush from being able to take them down a few pegs.

I'm addicted to prolific. the pathetic part is I'm not even good at it, but I can't stop playing.

I love your eyes and your laugh and your everything. I love how comfortable we are with each other. I know that we are far from perfect together, but if anything happened to you, I would die. I love you so much-- how could I have been blind for so long? And why do I still think about him?

You messed up our perfect goodbye when you forgot to confess that you love me. I'm going to find someone new while I'm away and I hope I can forget what I thought we had.

How do you get over a 3 yr relationship? He is the love of my life and I thought he was the one...

I work for the computer labs on campus, and I really hate you assholes.

if it weren't for the pain i know i would inflict on my parents and friends... i would kill myself.

Comment here to submit a secret 5/23/08