I really don't like you at all. You're so selfish and you're thought process is incredibly warped if you think this is "awesome". I used to try to like you, because I thought you deserved it, but you don't and I can't get it through to you that you are a terrible person, short of telling you. But I'm scared if I do tell you, you'll just be upset and you'll never get over it. What do I do? Suffer in silence and painfully make conversation while avoiding your gaze, just so you don't cry, or tell you to leave me alone so I can live my life without you, but with the guilt of making you feel terrible about yourself. Now, it's at the point where I wish I'd just never met you, or at least you'd just take a hint and leave me be. Hey, I guess I can take comfort in the knowledge that soon enough, I'll never ever have to see you again.

i accidentally discovered your secret fetish, now i wish you'd open up to me about it so i could try it already

I read a lot of secrets on here about catching someone looking at someone else, but I know when I catch you looking at me, it's because you're hoping I don't want you for anything more than the sex, you're hoping I still want you for the sex, and you're hoping I won't tell anyone about any of it.

At least that's what I'm hoping.

Last night when you started snoring and faced the other way and I knew you were really asleep, I was big spoon like always, and I whispered "I love you". I dont know if it's true or not, but I think I will just keep whispering it until I feel like you would hold eye contact with me after I said it out loud.

dear roommate,
every time you piss me off, I eat some of your food. So next time you wonder where those chips went, it's because it never occurred once to you to invite me to that basketball game. (really? didn't we used to be friends? oh well...)

When I sing along to Britney's "Womanizer," I picture myself singing it to you. Maybe that's unfair of me. But it's just who you are, baby...

I know I broke your heart before and that I'm probably going to do it again this time....I just really want to give this a try (legitimately)....there's so much I like about you.

I have a boyfriend, and we have talked about how impossible it would be for me to break it off. Still, you are on my mind basically all the time, especially after Friday and how amazing it felt to be with you like that, even just for the two hours we had.

I did it partly out of altruism, out of the idea of giving love and expecting nothing in return. And it was a nice feeling. But I also did it to impress you. please come to my room tomorrow so that I might give you the rose I intended for you. Because if I am ever happy, if my life is at all good now, it is because of you, and once you're out of my life I honestly don't know what I'm going to do.

I hate myself. I'll never be loved.

I am beginning to realize that all the time and money I have spent on drinking was a total waste of my life

I know we broke up, but I kind of just want to spend Valentine's Day with you. But I also know that would be really bad for both of us after the fact.