“I want to abandon my fraternity. I won’t be punished, but it sounds ignorant. I pledged one-year ago. I had different opinions about what I want to do with my life and how I felt about the other brothers. It means nothing to me now. I see it as a deterrent to my progress with school.”
“It kills me everyday knowing we aren’t together. Maybe it will work out at some point, but you’re impossible to reach.”
“I masturbate almost every single day, sometimes multiple times a day, usually without even watching porn. I’m just so damn horny all the time. Oh, and I’m a girl.”
“I fucking hate that I miss you.
Is that even what this is? Missing you?
I know, and you know, we’d just piss each other off again.
We’re not even friends now.
I fucking hate this.”
“I wish you would talk to me.”
“It breaks my heart that I can’t tell my mother about my eating disorder.”
“I love you and I want to be with you, but I need you here with me because I’m too afraid of failure to try this again.”
“Please don’t re-enlist in the army. I see a future with you and I don’t want you to keep leaving…”
“I’m afraid that my friend is using alcohol and drugs as a way to escape.
Like they don’t care about anything because they don’t believe they’re worth it, or there is a point.
They had so much shit to put up with growing up, and now it’s manifested itself into something that I don’t think they’ll ever be rid of it, and no matter how hard I try I can’t get them to see how truly wonderful, brilliant, special, and worthwhile they really are.
They don’t believe anything good.
Good grade = fluke.
Person likes them = body/crazyness.
They’re also phasing me out.
I honestly don’t know what to do. I worry about them all the time.
I just want them to believe that they are important, and deserve better than they give themselves.”
“I really need to study, but all I’m doing is randomly checking my facebook and looking in the fridge every five minutes.
This is normal, right?”
“He broke up with me after having sex with me on valentines day — after dating for almost 12 months you’d think I would’ve figured out he was an asshole… yet I still miss him.”
“It freaks me out when people say they’re praying for me.
Am I dying?”
“I need an attitude adjustment. I just got fired from a job I semi enjoyed because I stole from them and got caught. Let alone the fact it was stupid, it’s something I’d never even consider myself dumb enough to do. Proved myself wrong on that one. The hell is my problem?! I have one job, but it’s not enough to pay bills while I’m at school. FUCK! I have one semester left and probably just blew it because o f no way to pay for it. My parents are going to kick my ass. I’m freaking out.
Get yourself together man! Plan of attack:
1) Find another job ASAP
2) Get my Shit Together
“I’m doing an internship right now and I’m super stressed out. I get panic attacks daily. I’m always feeling tired, I get frequent headaches, and my stomach is frequently in pain. I feel so overwhelmed and like I don’t fit in. I find hard to get up out of bed each day. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I quit my last internship for the same reasons and I feel like if I do it again then I’m a failure. I feel weak and I hate it. I just wish I didn’t feel this way.”
“Have you ever noticed how people tend to forget you as soon as you leave?
They do me.
I mean literally.
They say they care, and I think they genuinely might. Maybe. So when I’m standing in front of them they do actually give a shit, but as soon as I leave I’m gone from their thoughts.
The problem is, I rarely see the people who might actually mean anything. They don’t have time for me.
So they’ve forgotten about me.
I’m easily forgotten.”
“Why the fuck did I just do that?”
“I wish people would just tell me that they don’t want to be friends anymore.
It would save me so much waiting, and hoping.”
“I was watching Breaking Dawn Part II earlier today and when one of the main character dies, I freaked out, screamed, “I DON’T REMEMBER THIS IN THE BOOK!!” and started crying.
It’s never a good idea to watch Twilight when you’re on your period.”
“She doesn’t want to see me.”
“We missed out on each other. … Again.”
“You treated me like shit, used me as a safety net… and we weren’t ever together, but you still cross my mind sometimes. I know I will never find a girl I like as much as I liked you. I felt like if I can’t have you, then I don’t want any other girl. And perhaps that’s why I’m dating guys. But I’m just happy I finally know what I deserve, thanks to you.”
“It kills me inside to think that you have your heart set on someone else and no idea how I feel, and it’s all my fault.”
“I’m a girl. I’m 20 years old. I’ve had sex with over 20 guys in the last 2 years (I don’t know the exact number because I refuse to count them all because I’m so ashamed of myself), but no one knows this. Every time someone asks or it comes up in conversation, I say 5 or 6. No one would suspect it either. Not my best friends, my boyfriend, no one. I’ve hidden it all for so long and so well that no one would have any idea. I’m such a good liar; so good, I’ve almost convinced myself on more than one occasion.”
“I’m tired of being taken for granted.”
“There’s this guy in one of my classes that seems to have attached himself to me.
I don’t know why, maybe it was just because I was nice to him or something, but now I’m getting a little wary.
I don’t know if I’m just overreacting, but he’s seems to be too attached.
He gets upset when I don’t talk to him in class, he’s said “I miss you” when I was sitting in a different place, far away from him, once. He’s told me he was “a little sad” when I didn’t say goodbye.
I can’t tell what he’s doing.
I don’t see him any other time, I don’t let him know anything about me.
He has my phone number but thinks my phone is broken because that is what I told him so I wouldn’t have to reply to him.
He also has my email (my student email, I wouldn’t give him my actual one), and he uses it.
I can’t tell if he’s just a really young guy with a crush, if he’s deep in grief (his grandmother died), or if I should be worried.
I’m afraid to tell anyone else because they’ve never met him and don’t understand everything what is going on.
I just really want this class to be over so I don’t have see him again.”
“I still think about you.
I know you don’t want me, and I’m not even sure how I feel.
But I still think about you.
But we’re toxic.
We weren’t even together, it’s insane.
I don’t understand this.
I know you don’t care.
But I still think about you.”
“For all of those people who have fallen for their friends, but are worried about ruining their friendships.
Just ask them.
Yeah, they may not feel the same way, but you’ll know.
Hey, they may feel the same way.
If they’re truly your friend, you won’t lose them if they don’t feel the same.
It will only get awkward if you let it.
Don’t let it.
Trust me. It’s better to know than to wonder.”
“I’m always there for everyone else and yet there is only one person ever there for me. It’s been a rough year or so and in the process I’ve fallen for her. Now I’m scared to death that telling her how I feel could ruin our current relationship.”
“I miss my best friend.”
“I’ll always be there for you. For everyone.
That will never, ever change.
I just wish someone was there for me sometimes.”
“I consider myself bisexual. I’ve had sex with both genders and have enjoyed it. But I’ve only dated guys..and I wonder what it’d be like dating a girl (even though I really can’t see myself doing it). I find that when it comes to socializing with guys I find attractive, I can be pretty outgoing and tease a lot. But with girls, I become more shy and Im not sure why. I definitely like guys emotionally, but I just react differently when I’m attracted to a guy vs. a girl. Im pretty sure I’m mostly physically attracted to girls, but I wouldn’t mind experiencing something more if it came to that.”
“I don’t know if the words were audible, as they seemed to come both from and to my mind, but they came with an authority far greater than my own mind could muster. Just six words. Six words that stopped me cold. Life is not yours to take. Then another voice came to me. A softer voice. The voice of love. LIVE.”
“I have problems with the words ‘I love you.'”
“I don’t think I’m made out for this.”
“My friends tell me how inspiring I’ve been the past couple of months, but they don’t realize how empty I feel.”
“I have issues recognizing people. I’m worried that one day I won’t be able to recognize anyone.”
“He’s been gone over 10 years. I still miss him every single day. I feel like my life was not supposed to be this way, without him. True, his death has made me who I am today, but I don’t like who I am. I don’t feel like this is the person I’m supposed to be.”
“I’ve never met someone who cares about me as much as you do. This should be so easy for me to commit to, but it’s actually been so hard. I just have the hardest time trusting people and letting down my walls, but I’m trying. I want to give you a chance because I know I’d be a complete idiot to fuck this up.”