I hope you think of me sometimes. That's what I want, to not be forgotten entirely. I think about you every day and I'd hate to think I'm in this alone.

I said someone else's name last night while we were having sex. I don't know if you noticed or not.

I'm falling for you. And I'm in the right mind to actually do something about it. I'm back, and it feels so good. I hope you're ready!

this entire year, i tried to make you love me. today, i decided to stop, and i have never felt more optimistic and happier about myself. i'll miss you though.

There is a song that I can't listen to anymore. Because one time, while it was playing, you looked into my eyes and I looked into yours...and the combination of the music's crescendo and your beautiful blue eyes, so happy to be looking at mine...I was overwhelmed with joy and gratitude and love. Then, a week later you decided that we can't see eachother.

I know how pathetic this will sound.

But I want a boyfriend. I am finally at a place where I can begin to trust guys, where are you all?

I don't want to be alone this summer in Chapel Hill.

Every time I think I've found one, I am let down horribly.

Every now and then I am seized by a feeling of complete and utter loneliness. It's horrifying to feel isolated in a room full of people - of friends. Yes, I'm naturally touchy and flirty, but sometimes I really just need someone else to be there. There's no hidden message behind it; I just don't want to deal with the void.

I only started flirting with you cause I wanted something from you but I can't tell a difference any more.

I thought about killing myself last week. I got a B on a major assignment, thought about my post-college plans being threatened by my mediocre GPA, and seriously, for the first time in my life, considered it for about 2 seconds.

I'm worried that if my relationship does eventually fail for good, it'll be sometime after next year when all my friends are gone.

I had a dream last night where he came and made love to me while I slept. It was so vivid. It brought back all kinds of things I wish I could forget about. When I woke up, I was terrified. I wish I'd dreamed about something else.

I love you. I always have. And I'm sorry if I overstep my bounds. It's unintentional, and I only do it because I care for you.

I'm tired. I'm more tired than I have ever been.

I say I don't care if you hook up with other people, but I know I would cry if I found out that you did. I know we're not "dating", but it's not because I wouldn't. Please don't hurt me.

Every time I read the secrets on this site, I always want to edit them for grammar and spelling.

I am a binge eater. Nobody knows-- not even my closest friends. I feel powerless to stop it. I want to stop hating myself. You may know me...I'm the girl who's smiling on the outside but crying on the inside.

We were in an English class together but we've never spoken. You used to bring a fresh pack of gum and chew through the entire contents in one sitting. You are strikingly beautiful yet painfully thin. Sometimes, when I'm wasting time on facebook, I come across your pictures and cannot help but notice you wasting away. More and more, I think my suspicions are correct. Do your friends notice? Are you seeking help? I just want you to know that I think about you and that I hope you're okay.

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I think I might just go to you. I know you keep saying to do what's best for me, but to be honest, you might be what's best for me.

Just found out I've been stabbed in the back for a while now by my "best friend". Great.