Every day, I think about kissing you. I hope that when I do, it won't make everything more difficult. Problem is -- I know it will.

I masturbate before every big basketball game for good luck (it really does seem to work). I'm not a member of the team though. Just a girl.

I'm tired of overthinking everything. I'm going to let my heart take control of romance.

There's no time for doubt, confusion, or analysis. I want to fall in love, and when I do, I want to FEEL it.

Comment Here to Submit a Secret 3/30/09

I officially gave up on you a while ago, but being honest, I'm still in love with you, and I won't back down.

I feel like everyone is leaving me. But maybe I'm just standing still.

I am sick and tired of being single. I've done it my entire life; I'm good at being single. Time to try something different.

Whenever I'm in my friends' rooms, I try to find a way to look at their jean sizes to see if mine are smaller.

I plan on marrying my best friend so he can get in state tuition.

But I secretly hope it works out.

I hope I did the right thing.

I am slowly but surely becoming the person I've always wanted to be--calm, disciplined, and even a little bit self-confident. It's exhilarating.

Comment Here to Submit a Secret 3/24/09

I am so close to giving up. I'm honestly not sure how I get through the days.

I'm already falling in love with just the idea of 'us'.

I'm glad you've shed your insecurities and hesitations to embrace how happy we are when we're together.

I think I'm ready to put myself out there again. I want to try to find someone who will make me happy. Someone worth risking my heart for. But I don't want to tell my friends, and I can't figure out why.

I secretly love getting caught while I'm making out with someone!

I read an article that said that people who didn't fall in love when they were young were more likely to be in a successful relationship later. You supposedly have more realistic expectations because you aren't expecting it to be as intense as your first love. This doesn't comfort me, it makes me worry that I'll never have those irrational and head over heels feelings.

I just met the best most amazing girl. I haven't thought of anything but her since we met. I also just found out she lives with her girlfriend of over two years. Guess she really WAS too good to be real.

I met someone else. And they're great, they really are. But they don't compare. They don't even come close.

So I think I'm starting to understand: for you, I'm the one who can't compare.

It hurts, and I hate it. But I get it. And I'm sorry; I'd give the world if it meant you didn't have to miss someone else the way that I miss you.

I wish I wasn't such a boring person. Everyone else always seems to know what to say. I don't know if I'm bland or if being quiet is ok.