Someone in my family just passed away. I want to talk about life and death with someone but I can't do it without feeling horrible about myself, like I'm speaking in cliches and asking too much of the other person.

She says I'm all she ever wanted, but she keeps telling me I need to change, that I'm not doing things right, that I should act/do/be a different way...does she really love me, or am I just a safe place to be until a better catch comes along?

College boys infuriate me. I frequently think I would be better off dating women (I like both), but I'm afraid none of the cute bi/lesbian girls on campus would go out with me.

Ever since I got a glimpse at what you're really like, I knew you'd be watching my relationship, praying for it to fail, but you don't know anything about it, or him, so maybe stop before you find out something about us that'll really disappoint you.

I was so sure that I was right this time. And then all of a sudden, you made me feel like everything I had felt was completely unjustified, petty, and selfish. I can't believe that once again, you made me feel like I screwed up.

Why can't I stay mad at you??!

Today, i took the first steps towards accepting myself and being honest with you....and i'm finally starting to feel so free!

I wish I could find a girl who is dominant, adventurous, and intelligent. Unfortunately, all the girls I know who are like that are already my good friends.

Whenever I meet a girl, I almost immediately become the "good friend who also serves as a human shield from creepy guys," and thus lose my chance at anything more. It doesn't help that people always assume I'm gay. I just don't know how to talk to women.

i'm so fucking lonely. i just wish there were someone who cared about me and wanted to be with me so i wouldnt be crying alone on my couch right now. i wish i knew why i am crying and i wish i could stop.

I do love you and really want to be with you, but your "forever" and "the one for me" and "the best thing to ever happen to me" frankly scare me.

I'm sorry.

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Ironically, I am actually over you. It's funny though how you're falling into the exact same patterns that you had with me with your current guy but think there's a difference. I can't wait to laugh when it falls apart, and I don't care if it's bitter and "unhealthy" to still resent you.

My best friend uses me so much, and every time I feel that I've reached my breaking point, something draws me back into it. I just don't know when I'll be able to say stop.

Sometimes I wish that I would develop an eating disorder. Then sometimes I'm scared that I already have.

Bitches, grow a pair and tell me what the hell is going on. This isn't fucking middle school anymore.

I know that you don't want to do long distance, and to be honest, I don't either. But really! Look at what we're doing. I talk to you every day, I tell you everything, you know everything about me, I know that you love me and that I love you! So what if I haven't seen you in over a year. I'm yours, and you know it. Now just let me say that I love you!

Sometimes I just want to stop trying in school. Not hand in my mid-terms. Say "screw you, I have better things to do than write that paper. Like sleeping." But alas, and back to paper writing.

I wish that I could tell you how utterly disappointed in you I am at this moment. But, because I care so much about you, I probably will sugar coat it and pretend that what you just did didn't make cry.

I plan on having a high-powered career, but secretly dream of helping my future kids get ready for their school dances, and having a beautiful home that everyone wants to be in.

I wish I could get in a relationship, for once.