my goal for the summer is to not fall for me.


wish me luck.

I know you hate those pictures of yourself from a few years ago because you were a little heavier.

I'm not looking at that, though. It's the same smile, and the same gorgeous eyes.

So no, I don't tell a difference.

And no, I don't think you're fat.

i'm scared that i don't love you anymore, but you're being such a dick right now that i just can't make myself give a shit.

i'm sorry that i'm cheating on you.

i missed him.

Your choice to not talk to me this summer gives me the chance to get closer to him without being afraid...and ruins your chance of anything. Sorry.

Comment here to submit a secret 5/22/08

At one point, you were my best friend. I know that we've grown apart, and I accept that. I really do. I still love you as deeply as i did before.

I wish you'd talk to me, though. I know you're in pain and I want to help. Just to listen.

Can we please become part of each others lives again? I miss you.

I listen to mugglecast. I don't know why that's so embarassing, but I go to lengths to make sure that no one knows!

I despise people who talk in "abrevs"

Even though he isn't my boyfriend (yet), I already fucking hate the girl who flirts with him constantly via his facebook wall. Get a life!

I don't hate your girlfriend. I just hate the fact that she's living the life that I was supposed to have with you. Have a great romantic-getaway at the beach this weekend. I secretly hope that you get in a wreck and that she doesn't live through it. but then karma would probably not be on my side.

I hope I have sex with so many girls this summer, or at least one, so that you won't still be my last after all these months.

i skip samson every time now.

My ex and I learned together that he likes to spank his partners/I like to get spanked. But now, I would have no idea how I would ever ask someone new to do those things to me, even though I want it so much.

I know I said I wouldn't take sides, but really? He's right. You're being a bitch.

When we both agreed it wouldn't mean anything, I desperately wanted it to mean everything to you.

I finally realized you were the one for me and everything was perfect… only a few months later you passed away unexpectedly… now I am alone to pick up the pieces… and I am afraid I won’t ever be able to move on because I will always compare others to you

I want to be a whore, and sleep with as many guys and girls as possible.

I'm just a sexual guy...

Every time we're on the phone and I tell you that I'm reading this site, it's because I've posted a secret that I don't have the nerve to say to you, and I keep hoping you'll check it out and wonder if that one is from me.

Care more.

I'm not anti-social... I'm just sick of you!