I sit here, as sober as I'll ever get, hating what I'm not, what I've become, still loving what she is. This feeling had never come so easy before.
It's that feeling you get when you NEED to get something right. When mistakes seem permanent. That's what it's been like since I first saw her.
Perfect. Everygirl. Mine? I'd destroyed myself in search of her. No... it can't be too late.
Her eyes... so alive when she smiles, she gets it. She's got me. Somehow, I've got her number.
The phone calls, I'm tense, but it won't come through the digital cell network. Talks and plans. She slips IT casually into our short conversation. Butterflies ravage my stomach. I need to go sit down. Casually close the conversation, need to get my hearing checked. It's over before it started.
we spent four years together and now two years later, I'm still not over it. I feel like I can't be with anyone else, I feel unfinished. I wish we had slept together so I wouldn't be playing this awkward virgin game with my life now. I miss you so much it hurts.
If confidence is sexy, but the thing keeping one's self esteem down is not feeling attractive, and one isn't attractive because of lack of confidence, how is one supposed to break this cycle?
um okay the absolute worst facebook application ever invented.....
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THE STALKER APP?!?! it tells people that you've visited their profile. and you have to go to the program and click block to prevent people from seeing whether you've visited their profile or not. so basically until you figure out that the application exists, people who have it get to see whether or not you've visited their profile and how many times.
Will.i.am produced this song using Obama's New Hampshire speech as his inspiration. It has cameos from celebrities like Scarlett Johansson, John Legend, and Common. I see kids using the song to make the full speech easier to remember when they're reciting it 20 years from now. Amazing.
This situation is rapidly getting out of control. I generally treat people really nicely and apparently exude this aura of cuteness that my friends claim enables me to get my way most of the time. Basically, nobody would believe that I almost succeeded in killing myself this summer. I don't know how to tell my closest friends that I am depressed, refused to take medication for it, and generally can't afford psychiatric help. I can't tell the closest people to me that I feel broken and have been feeling this way for a long time. I mostly feel empty and apathetic though. I just wanted to get this off my chest b/c it seems unfair to try to burden my closest friends with this sort of emotional crap. Thanks acb
I am contemplating suicide--and I swear to God if I get one response to this post convincing me not too I'll... I don't know, bite my thumb at you. Of course, I'll get joke ones, but if anyone makes any kind of serious effort to say "don't do it!" I will be very angry at you.
I'm so insecure that there are so many little things that upset me or worry me and I've suddenly been hit with this wave of stress that makes me not want to deal. It's really dumb stuff too. I should probably kill myself for even caring ("Pimples--oh no!" "My professor might not like me--fuck fuck FUCK!" "I really like you, but I'm worried you don't like me quite as much--disaster!"). Fuck me. This is sort of making me feel better as I write it I guess. I hope I don't need my wisdom teeth out.
I feel like I'd feel a lot better if you and I just cuddled on a couch or something. Fell asleep together. Without having to rush off to do something. Ah, such would be the life. Anyway, moral of the story is that I suck. I'm not even contemplating it anymore. Well, maybe a little. Whatevah.
You were pretty cute. Remember me? I was the guy in the chick sandwich with the grey peacoat and the scarf walking in the area of Westco around 2 A.M. If you wanna chat, gimme a holla on here. :) I wouldn't mind chatting.
i live in clark on the Olin side, and this is not the first time i've heard a group of people playing and singing along to bye, bye, miss american pie at around 4AM. It's not even really that annoying, i'm just very curious where it's coming from. I almost walked out in my pajamas to follow the sound this time, but the song ended and i lost my motivation. Any clues please?
do you find that, after clearing your system with Cisco, you can connect to whatever network (for instance, the Nintendo Wifi Network) but you cannot connect directly with other people? Is this just me?
Specifically, for those with DS's, do you get an error number 84020?
I'm a virgin and I've only masturbated with my g-spot like twice, and I didn't feel any emotional response (my vagina got warm though). Is that really weird?
