One of my favorite memories I can think of is with my boyfriend on April 17th, 2007. We went on a field trip to the Denver Art Museum. If you've been there, please comment. It was a really sweet trip because we followed eachother around the entire time. I loved to be around him and I still do. My favorite part I'll never ever forget. It impacted me for life. It was so pure and innocent but so ideal. So there's this exhibit there... it's this room that's extremely dark, and there are some blue and red lights that make sort of a light purple rectangular thing on the wall once your eyes adjust to the dark. My friends from other groups had been talking about it and I really wanted to go. I had ideas. So we did, and it was pretty clear he had the same ideas when he suggested I walk down the short pathway inside on the other side. When we got in there and found a bench... we didn't kiss. Nope. We held hands. We held hands, and I put my head on his shoulder. It was absolutely perfect.

Ok, so, I don't fit into any label. Though if I did, I'd be more emo, scene-ish; I'm not a big fan of prep. But I seem to blend into every available social group. So yeah, I listen to primarily rock. You know, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Hawthorne Heights... Also more obscure things like ...And Then I Turned Seven and Skillet. I also listen to techno. Not too terrible, right? Ope, I guess I failed to mention that I enjoy listening to soundtracks from musicals such as The Music Man. I don't mind a little Yanni every now and again. And you know that song Low by T-Pain or whatever, that was #1 on iTunes a couple weeks ago? Yep. Don't tell my friends.

I absolutely hate my boyfriend. He's constantly in my face, asking me the same questions over and over and over. I can't look at him or kiss him without wanting to leave him right then and there. But he loves me to death an he's constantly telling me. Plus, he's the only guy that I know who will put up with my horrible moods and will do anything to make me happy.

I'm 23, I met this amazing woman, although it was online which I have never been into. She lives in a different country, she visited not long ago, I stayed with her for a week, it was amazing, our interaction was great and I think I love her. She's not much older than me but she's got 3 kids already, she'll be moving to my country soon and we're talking about a relationship, a relationship with her would be a serious one as we both have discussed before. I'm scared our of my mind to not be role model material, to not be of enough help, and as it is a possibility, to me and her not being as meant to be together as we both think. =S

I love my boyfriend more than anything. We've been together for almost a year now. We're in middle school, but it isn't the typical get-a-new-boyfriend-every-two-weeks sort of relationship. I'm worried about something. Yesterday he told me he wants to tell me something, in person, with nobody around. Something bad, for both of us, he said. I'm so, so afraid he's going to dump me. I don't know why he would, except maybe his dad, who's a pastor, found out about us and is making him break up with me. That would be awful. I'm not saying it would kill me; I'm really not that dependent; but I can promise you I wouldn't act too alive for a long time.

I have come to hate my -boyfriend-. We have lived together for five years and year after year he has become more unbearable. He was the most awesome guy I had ever met... for the first six months we were together. He seems to be a totally different person now...He is disabled and can't work and he is angry about it, so he takes it out on me. I work full time and try to take care of absolutely everything else too, including his kids when they come to visit. All he seems to do is yell at me, call me names, and accuse me of being lazy. I am 36 years old, far from being lazy, and I just can't take this for the rest of my life. Sometimes I just start crying when I think about it. I am so glad that we didn't get married, I'd rather be totally alone than live with him any longer. I wish I had never met him.

My car has been stolen and both locks are broken. I can't lock my car and tonight a bum took three thing out of my car. None had high value because I don't keep things of value in my car....because i can't lock it! LOL. Anyway we found the bum and beat him up. He isn't seriously hurt but I feel really bad.

i like to fart under the blanket and put it over my girlfriends head while shes asleep.