I told my boyfriend, and my family, that my dad died to get sympathy. He's still alive and kicking.

im in a long distance realtionship and i just want to be with him and cant stand being away from him... what can i do to try to get tho the time till we can be together???

i'm in love a boy in my college, i just want to hold him and kiss him. hes a year younger than i'm but looks about 3 years younger i think it would feel weird being seen in public with him its ok when your 30 and going out with a 27yr old. I usually feel uncomfortable about expressing love in public particulry love of the gay variety although people are generally open-minded. also i'm not even sure if hes gay although he does dress well and is very clean which usually means he's gay, sorry straight guys but it often true. I don't know whether to just ask him out or try to befriend him and slowly hint upon my massive attraction to him. i don't whether i could hold back my true feeling for him for long, he really is that beautiful and haven't spoke to him much but i know hes nice and friendly, from the short convo i had with him.

i said something about someone that would cause them to lose another someone they really care about. i am truly sorry, i wish i could take it back.

i am so in love. people dont believe me but he's just perfect for me. and that man told me that he wants to marry me. is it crazy if i go all the way to colombia just for him?

i will admit that i do drugs, and i smoke and i drink and i have been doing these things since i was 11 years old. i will admit that i cut myself and that i have tried numerous times to kill myself, but ever since i met my boyfriend, i've been happy. now we just smoke and get high together. neither of us attempt suicide anymore. we have each other and we love each other.

He's my best friend. We're nearly the same, identical personality. I feel he's slowly invading all aspects of my life. My family, my friends. I may be imagining it, but little clues that I'm not even looking for scream at the top of their lungs that he knows he's doing it. I hate him for it, and thus I hate myself for it as well.

Hay, I have a problem with drugs. I don't knwo why I do them. And I am on po. I won't do them for a while and forget and just do them and then hate myself. What do I do? help