I am "easy." I am the girl that sleeps with your boyfriend because you won't. I am the girl that supposedly gets drunk at wild parties. I am "selfish." I have expletives hurled at me. I have my number exchanged among boys whenever they're looking for a "good time." I am the girl that boys hit until they feel better about themselves. I am the girl guys force themselves on, no matter what I say. I am the girl lured by false promises of love and happiness. I am used. I am broken.

I feel like I don't belong in my own skin. I constantly feel abandoned, and hate being close to people. I'm about to leave for college soon and although my -friends- say they want to keep in touch, I know I will ignore them. I have become everything I hate in a human being, and I really don't know where it started. Nostalgia is a daily event, and my significant other keeps suggesting a psychiatrist. I don't want to tell my parents, they don't believe in therapy. or that I have any issues.

i'm horrible for this and i know it: the fact that you have a girlfriend won't stop me from trying.

I'm a guy and me and my best friend Chris have been friends for awhile. I'm straight and he is bisexual. But whenever he was with someone I always felt jealous and whenever we hung out I always felt happier than I should. One day we were together and he stole my hat and ran up at tree. I ran after him. Then he poured his water bottle on me so I said -now I'm all wet. Wait that sounds wrong-. Then he said -I knew I made you feel something!- and I rolled my eyes and poured my water bottle on him. Then he said -you didn't have to do that. I was already wet-. I tried to hide my smile but I couldn't. That was really our first moment. On another day he was sad because his bf was ignoring him. I didn't want him to be sad so I hugged him. He hugged me back and rested his head on my shoulder. My heart was really beating at that moment. I didn't know if I should but I kissed his cheek. He turned red and looked at me right in my eyes. So I kissed him. And he kissed me back. I was really happy about this but when this was happening I was thinking to myself -why am I happy about this?-. But the thing that really made my heart skip a beat was when he started french kissing me. After that he was asking me -so...are you like, bi now?-. I said -I guess. I mean I'm attracted to girls...but I'm attracted to you...-. He surprised me by asking happily -You are?!-. I said -yea-. Then he hugged me tight and said -finally it doesn't feel wrong for me to like you more than a friend. Because I have. For awhile. But I knew you were straight so I tried to ignore my feelings for you. But it never worked...sometimes I'd have to cry myself to sleep and mostly i cut-. I hugged him back and asked -why didn't you tell me?- he said -because you would be creeped out and never talk to me again-. I said -that's not true- then I lifted him and put him in his bed. Then kissed his forehead and said -get some sleep- and I was going to sleep on his couch but he insisted on me sleeping in his bed with him. The next day, he broke up with his boyfriend and asked me out. I said yes and now we have been going out for 3 months. I love you Chris.

Ive done so many bad things in life. And Ive sinned all my life even when i believe in god. Ive honestly cheated alot and i dont mean it and i hate myself for it. When i die tonight for sure ill enter the gates of hell. But I have something to say to Max even though he'll never read this. I know i pull u closer then push u away the majority of the time but i dont know i do this. I like have no memory yet u tell me this but tell me ull still be there. Just be a bit smarter. Im no good. And matt. Sorry. I've dont nothing but use you.. well thats not true but feels as if i have. But as long as you find someone im sure you'll be fine. Sorry Im going to break our promise. And for Alex. You Are A Jerk FAce. :C You are a really good friend but i dont like being used. Im like just a toy u can play with when u dont have ur lover near by. Teasing me and playing around. Thanks though for being my friend.I liked u. But. You never did felt the same way. whenever u needed me i was there. but nomore

I have to admit that once my friend moves back up North I'll be a lot fucking happier. CONSTANTLY having to make plans and end up paying for her due to her complete ineptitude with money and inability to spread money out and save leading up to something while constantly promising she'll be fine and have enough cash to do something pisses me off. I need more friends. Is it so much to want to go out and plan something and know that I only have to worry about my own damned money and not hers and having to deal with things being cancelled at the last minute and having no time to make other arrangements? FFS.

I know she will probably never read this but... Nick, I love you so much. I don't care if we both or girls...or the fact that you've been my friend since we met at that church camp when we were nine. I don't care if people damn us, or if they stare. The fact is...I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you in that big old house we plan to buy in England some day. You're beautiful and strong, and I will always be there to protect you when you need me most (and even when you don't). So please stop crying, I didn't mean those things I said. I can't help it I turn into a angry bitch on the rag, though I try not to. And next time you are able to come over, I promise to make it up to you and show you how much I care. Just bear with me love, my darling Monchichi. I'm the one who will set you free...just....say you love me back the same way. please.

you tried to kiss me before you were with her, you hate random hook ups. I didn't... why didn't I?!.. She came and left Australia and still, your with her. Saving to travel to her home town. I'm right here, I wanted you from the start.. yet your so happy.. and I don't want to ruin that.. but your so very amazing :\