i know we are just friends, but i can't help but imagine how amazing it would be to make love with you

i know how close you would hold me...

The summer is coming and I know im going to cheat on you. I don't feel bad though, cause you will probably cheat on me 2. Please just dont let me find out.

i hate how black people talk

I masturbated while watching Grey's Anatomy last night.


I can't wait to tell you!!

I feel like rooming together has ruined our friendship. I apologize for anything I may have to done to contribute to that but when are you going to apologize to me?

i had a near perfect gpa until my senior year. now i've screwed it up and i'm afraid to apply to grad school because i'm afraid i'll never get in.

I'm not sure why I did it...maybe it was because I was trying to see if there ever could be something there again...fuck.

We're living together, we've been together for three years, and I don't know if I'll ever think we're right for each other. And I'll never say it.

I checked my grades. I failed my open note exam.
And while I was taking it, I knew my answers weren't correct, but I didn't know what else to do.

It's funny how you're one of my best friends and we've talked about our love life problems over the past couple years. Funny because I'm just now realizing that you're the one I really want.

I hate drinking. Seriously, I don't like alcohol. I hate the way it tastes and smells. But sometimes, I wish I could get just a little tipsy and relax and not be so damn cautious all the time.

I used to hate that you watched porn...now I find myself getting into it too....

Comment here to submit a secret 5/3/08

I really like you and most of the time I don't doubt that you feel the same way. But sometimes I'm afraid that I'm just your rebound...

While I'm sad to be leaving Chapel Hill, I feel like graduating is giving me the freedom to do WHATEVER I want my last two weeks here.

and by WHATEVER I mean WHOEVER...

I wish I felt like that I mean more to people.

I wish I had a legitimate relationship.

I wish I didn't fantasize so much about my married friend.

I intentionally scheduled a date for tonight, your birthday, with a gorgeous, intelligent, PERFECT guy, in the hopes that I can forget we were supposed to spend tonight together.

But part of me is praying I run into you while we're out, just so you can see what you're missing.

I'm not surprised you didn't call. I'm not sure if that's because of him or because of you. Either way, I guess it doesn't matter.

I am starting to think it's me, not them.

rooming with my best friend this year has made me hate him. and i can't wait for him to leave. but then i will have no friends.

I thought this was a smart school. It pisses me off how practically everyone I meet is actually not very intelligent, unaware of anything around them, and absorbed in stupid things like tv shows and trivial nonsense. The only smart people I've met here are grad students and professors.

I thought I was empty inside. Then I fell in love this year. Twice. I was rejected and my heart was broken. Twice. Now I feel less than empty.

I am sincerely afraid I have lost the ability to care about other people.

So you had me falling for you and ended it because the distance was too hard. I looked on your profile and saw you online twice today, but you didn't say hi either time. You deleted our pictures from your profile - the ones you took, but kept the ones of your ex. I really don't know what to do when we both say we care a lot about each other and you still don't want to continue this. I feel so empty and broken inside and can't concentrate on anything else. Perfect timing for finals?

I would rather watch tv in bed than do anything else. I'm afraid I will turn into a sloth when I graduate =/

I have always had a crush on you from the moment we first met. Now I consider you my best friend. I just don't want to ruin that by admitting my true feelings for you. I think I could live with this secret the rest of my life as long as I could be close to you.

Every weekend my girlfriend and I have lesbian sex in my dorm room. I'm really sorry for those of you on my hall who hear us, but it's so good I can't help it.

I honestly don't think I care who wins the Presidential election. It's my right to be apathetic too.

Your penis is perfect.

i don't understand why the hell you still want to talk to me when you know how i feel. you're playing games with me.

Just about everyday I post fake responses on juicycampus cursing people and calling them stupid whores and such. I never know the person I am insulting, but if they seem like a good person from the post, I enjoy insulting them even more. I laugh imagining how bad they must feel after discovering "someone" thinks they are a slut or a bad person.

Comment here to submit a secret 5/2/08

This is the first summer we won't spend together. It has ALWAYS been you, and I'm going to miss you so much.

You broke me. I'm so glad you're finally graduating and leaving.

The only thing that college has done for me is make me completely unmotivated, fat and unhappy. I lie when I say I'm sad it's going by so fast. I am in hell, and I hope to God that there is something better out there for me.

You know how as kids, we played "dress-up" and acted like adults?

I'm about to graduate and yet, I still feel like I'm just a little kid, only pretending to be an adult.

I'm so scared people will find out that I really have no idea what I'm supposed to do as an adult.

I'm afraid my friends think I'm emotionally unstable and weak.

I should have studied last night - but instead I had the best sex I've ever had!!!! It was so worth it.

I look down on religious people.

Almost every day this year I have passed by that guy who drives the little cart around to take injured people to class. He is just sitting there... I always wonder if he hates his job or loves the fact that he just has to sit there. If he hates it, I feel sorry for him cause he looks like a really nice guy and helps people out.. I just hope he doesn't hate it....

I'm scared that my major isn't right for me and I just figured this out too late. Even worse, I'm scared that I'll get stuck doing a job I hate.

I have an exam in three hours. I've cleaned my room, done laundry, and studied for an exam I have on Monday, because I'd rather fail this exam and make this professor look bad than try to do well and make it look like his class was anything more than a joke. I wish everyone else would do the same, because the class evaluations aren't good enough.

Every time I go to the UL I feel like I have some purpose in mind; I'm going to do some work, read for the test I have coming up, get ahead. Then I get in, sit down and realize this is the last place I want to be. 5 hours later and nothing to show for it I still feel that way. Sometimes I'll see a friend sealed off in a cubby studying. I'll go say hi and ask how things are going but really I just want to say that I hate you for doing something with your life.

Even though I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I still find myself seriously thinking about other people, in terms of what it would be like to date them. I feel really terrible about it and I'll never tell you, but I worry about what this means about me and us.

I'm not sure whether I'm withholding certain details of the truth in order to make it easier on you, me, or just for a bit of excitement. And if I figure out which one it is- I fear it will say more about myself than I'd like to know.

I looked at your facebook today. I knew it was a bad idea, knew it. That didn't stop me. 4 am here I am looking at your pictures from your weekend at the beach. In every one you look so happy with her. You have the same look on your face that you always do in our old pictures. Now I find myself picturing myself in her spot... then I realize it's not me your smiling about. Wait, I was the one who broke up with you wasn't I?

I'm not voting in the primaries.

I take every opportunity to showoff the fact that my family is wealthy. I feel guilty, but I love it too.

i loved your class, i thought the topics we covered were interesting, and i enjoyed the books we read. i would think you were great at teaching, but your tests were complete BS. becuase i actually studied and read the books for your final and still made a bad grade, i have come to the conclusion that you are a horrible professor.

also, i know you will never read this, but i'm so close to telling you this that i just had to vent.

Only trust my handshake -- my signature is worthless.

I voted for Hillary Clinton in the Primary...

Not because she's a woman.
Not because she's white.
I just think she's smarter than Obama.

The moment you leave, I'm deleting you from my Facebook. I know that isn't really threatening, but I think it will relay the knowledge that I hated you as a roommate and dread the possibility of living with someone just like you next semester...

Oh, and I have actively killed you in my mind many many times. And I don't regret it.

I could hear the people one door over having sex twice this week and it really turned me on.

Comment here to submit a secret 5/1/08

every night i wish for you upon a star but darling, i have run out of stars. i really do wonder what it will take for you to notice me.

When you criminalize the entire white population i get defensive. Please know that many of us are doing the best we can. Please be patient and help us learn.

I know I will never fully understand what it is like to be a minority.

We share so much with each other, but I actually really like you. It makes me feel so dishonest.

I can't decide which is worse to me....going this long of a time without sex or knowing that you've been getting it from him.

I told my parents that I turned down the job...in reality they revoked the offer because I delayed on signing the contract in a weak attempt to avoid reality.

i would do anything to be thin. sometimes i wish i could be a coke addict, so i could be thin. or have an eating disorder. or become seriously ill for a short amount of time. long enough to lose weight.

nothing else seems to work.

I am afraid that I am becoming the person that I used to hate my boyfriend for being.

I cheated on him the first time, thinking of it as payback. Now I can't stop. If I stopped hanging out with the guy, I could stop cheating, but I enjoy his company.

Maybe that is the sacrifice I need to make.

I got bored this morning - so instead of studying I took nude pictures of myself...I'm still debating whether or not to send them to you!

I cheated on you. It was that night you got mad at me. And two nights later, when you asked if I had cheated on you and I said no? I lied. That was the night I asked for a break. And then I went over and slept with him again. And that time, I spent the night.

I'll never tell you and I'll take it to the grave. It would hurt you too much to know the truth.

every once in a while, I hope that one of my friends has a terrible accident, so that I will be able to show off all the medical knowledge I've learned here and save his or her life ...

I want to feel like a hero. but instead I just feel kind of sickened for wishing this

I'm still angry. I feel like it's been too long, like I should just get over it...but I can't. And I can't tell you.

it's time for me to stop talking to you. almost. maybe.

Sometimes I'm afraid my main motivation for wanting to get into a really prestigious grad school is just to say 'fuck you' to those people who considered me stupid.

Just end this nightmare and get me out of here already. And I'm not talking about exams either.

i tell you everything love. except that right before we got together i slept with someone else.

i'm sorry. i don't know why i did it. i didnt want to make you feel bad or think less of me.

I hate that we've lived together for an entire year almost, and I feel like you don't trust me, respect me, or even like me. I think we started as friends, but living with you feels like you're just this person that I see every now and then who, when her real friends are unavailable, then deigns to let me be a friend. This is an awful way to be

I wish I could tell you that I miss how close we used to be. It's like we don't know each other now.

I really do not care about my exams, and it actually liberates me when I know that I did bad on one.

You knew all the right moves to make. You knew how to catch me off guard. You knew how to make me want you more. Your presence fills that place between dreams and reality. That place that’s there and not there. That place that I wish could somehow be materialized. That place that feels euphoric as it circulates. How did you turn me upside down?

Roommate:

Our room is not magically immune to the social standards that govern the rest of the world. Mature individuals are generally cordial and amicable, teasing one another occasionally, and only in an appropriate manner. Immature individuals, on the other hand, hack away at those closest to them, until only eroded fragments of a once healthy friendship remain. When you return from class, your inner asshole reveals itself. You find this behavior to be quite humorous. On rare occasions, your general negativity and utter lack of decency do make me laugh; even then, it is because the malicious nature of your comments is so over-the-top, I can't help it. Contrary to what you may think, you aren't blessing anyone with your presence here. I put up with your bullshit because I'm not a prick like you. Worst of all, you have a fake persona outside the room that makes everyone adore you. I know who you really are and I hate you for it.

Comment here to submit a secret 4/30/08

i wish my boyfriend would stop calling me dude and man. i know its just habit cause thats just how he talks but DUDE, I'm not just one of your BUDDIES...

I secretly am thanking God that this semester is almost over. I'm so sick of my negative, complaining, roommate. The world doesn't owe you anything because of who you are or your lifestyle. Get over it.

i'm not sure i can last another moment with my ridiculous roommate chomping on her chewing gum 24 hours a day. ladies should NOT chomp on their gum like a cow chewin' cud- so rude!

I think the only reason I want to be with a boy is because it is the social standard and almost expected. The truth is I am completely happy being alone at this point in my life. My friends give me all the companionship I feel I need.

there is NO WAY i just got an A- on the exam i just took. i definitely made up half of the answers. i think my professor just felt sorry for our class because he was teaching a ridiculous subject?

i stopped caring that my boyfriend kisses me after he goes down on me :)

I made my summer plans because of you.
I'm staying in Chapel Hill, where you live, because of you.
I won't be with my suddenly amazing boyfriend because of you.

...Why did you have to turn into an asshole? I thought I loved you, and I thought you were the one. I guess I thought wrong.

sucks that i just found out you were seeing her when we took a break...
i dont know who is the biggets loser, you--for thinking you could get away with that shit--or me, who still isn't convinced youre the douchebag my friends tell you are, and i can't een confront you about all of this

You left your Facebook up when you left. I went through your inbox. Now I'm wondering if I should confess and ask for your forgiveness or just keep it a secret.

I never wanted to be friends with benefits with anyone before this week. Now every time I'm with you I want to just grab you... but I don't really like you as more than a friend...

Dear roommate of mine:

I have pretended to sort of like you all year, but in all seriousness you are the single most obnoxious and self-centered human being I have ever met. I cannot wait until I no longer live with you. Oh, and one more thing: I am not your mama... clean up after yourself.

I've never been open with anyone.

I keep thinking these secrets are from you. I wish I could know that they aren't.

when i joke about marrying you, i'm more than half serious

i never thought i'd be rationalizing having sex with a guy on a break with his girlfriend. is he lying? how do i trust him? because i put myself in her shoes and i wanna punch myself in the face.

and i blame him. i blame him for taking my naivety. i blame him for taking my motivation to actually study this week. i blame him for almost getting me pregnant.

i don't wanna see him again. but i do. no i don't.

but i really do..

It has been several years since I last had sex and I miss it like crazy! Am I the only one?

I make sure I leave after everyone so I can walk home alone... I love those 15 minutes of solitude.

i don't think i'll be able to stop smiling today.

My brain has already turned off for the summer, I don't think those last 2 papers are going to be written.

If your class isn't the one I need to graduate, sorry for wasting your time.

It's hard enough to drag myself to the SRC when it's free and a 5 minute walk. What's going to happen to me next year when I actually have to PAY to go to a gym??

I don't want to be fat.

I am waiting for that one moment, that love at first sight only in a movie moment, where I will meet my perfect girl and live happily ever after. I wonder if she is out there. Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic. I can't be the only guy that feels like this, or am i?

I'm not ok.
I know we talked about it, and you think I've moved on, but I haven't.
I don't think I'll ever be ok again, and I don't know how to tell you that. I don't want you pull you down with me.
and I can't even tell you
I love you.

There’s a part of me that thinks you must just not understand that I love you, and if I can only somehow make you understand that, then you will stop treating me this way.

Sometimes I wished I could develop an eating disorder- just for a few months, just long enough to lose some weight. I know that's really ignorant, but I sort of envy people who have the motivation and self-control to stop eating.

The funny thing about it is I was so worried about failing all year that I actually did.

I want you to break down my walls. Try. I'll let you.