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.

I've never done any real community service, or taken advantage of all the chances to help at UNC. That makes me feel horrible, and I am going to change it.

Just when things were getting good, you had to get all passive-aggressive on me. It really hurt. I'm hoping, for both of our sakes, I don't see or talk to you for a while. If we do, I hope you feel bitter. I don't want to feel that way, but the way you reacted towards me, I really can't help it.

I know I will probably have to speak to you again at some point, but here's the truth: I don't want to, and I'm going to avoid it where I can. At this point, I don't even know what I would say to you. I guess it's a pretty good thing that you don't want to talk to me, either.

Comment Here to Submit a Secret 3/23/09

I've been talking to the most amazing guy, but a cruel twist of fate has probably ended any chance of a relationship. Sometimes it feels like Romeo and Juliet. Only we're not 14 and we're still alive.

I want a soulmate.

You asked me once if you'd ever hurt me. I laughed and told you no. I said I'd hurt myself and it wasn't your fault. It was the second time I've ever lied to you. Yes, you hurt me. We never had the type of relationship I wanted; we never kissed, never dated, never did anything beyond friendship. It wasn't like you cheated on me, but it hurt to see you throw yourself at every single guy you met except me. I'm glad I was never one of your meaningless hook-ups, we probably wouldn't be such great friends now if I had been, but I haven't been able to stop wondering what's wrong with me. You picked scumbags over me, and, yeah, that hurt.

My best friend doesn't believe I'm close to a mental breakdown because it doesn't seem that way to her. The truth is, she's the only person keeping it from happening.