I'm admitting the fact that I have serious drug abuse issues. I use drugs and alcohol to cope with all of my problems. Currently I'm in a relationship that I can't leave...the whole kids thing..anyway I'm currently 7 days clean from the pills, but I'm still drinking. I have a great life really...the woman I want away from treats me wonderful. I have an ex I think about but I'm not obsessed with. Some days I remember her..her smell...her laugh. Then days with nothing. I don't want to be with her..I think its just a -grass is greener- thing. Anyway, I have it made yet I'm secretly depressed and a closet addict. Just wanted to say it..or type it..out loud so someone else could know.

I have a secret that I've kept in since I was really little. I've never told anyone this, not even my most trusted friends and family because I think I'm really strange for it. I'm obsessed with the thought of being tickled. It's a huge, huge fetish I've had for years. I'm so ashamed of it that I don't even think about it in front of other people, and when people tickle me I get angry and pretend that I hate it.

My life suck. i hate it, i hate my parents. i wanna kill myself.

I still like one of my exes... and I am in love with the other. Both still like me. What happened? Why does everything have to be so complex?

Why is life so danm unfair? i've worked hard put ppl first always try to be ms nice to everyone yet in my society i see wicked ppl doing bad things and getting off with it...i feel like standing on a tall building and screaming so m_effing hard..lord know this economy crisis is taking a big toll on me and my family..:(..feeling sad and angry..

I really want call this ad up and sing so I can be famous....but I am only 10 and my voice hasn't matured yet. Like, it cracks sometimes and I can't sing high notes. Like the chorus in Party In The USA. Should I audition anyway? I really want to.

Forgetting you is just as hard as any other woman I had deeply cared for. That is my only consolation.

I'm a high school student with a huge crush on their history teacher...it's not even the fact that I know I'll never have him, but it's my friend -suddenly- realizing she likes him too, just to copy me. I shared my secret with her, and she can do nothing but try to gain pity herself from this unfortunate burden I'm living with. I hate her, and I hate these stupid feelings over a married man. But he's gorgeous...if only I were older...