im 16/f and i have a developing problem no one knows the real me... im an honour role student, loved by all my teachers, my parents tell me they love me and are proud of me every day. im afraid if they knew the real me they would hate me... i fear i am developing an addiction to drugs. they're all i think about. i lie through my teeth to my parents, they think im at a friends house watching movies while im really out getting drunk and high as fuck. i only live for the next time i'll be fucked up... i love E and the feeling you have when you're on it... i am always thinking about my last trip or what my next one will be like... i have promised the few friends that know about this that ill never do anything harder, but they dont know how much ive done it or how often i dream about taking meth and acid. I wish i lived in the 70s cuz there was easier access to drugs. im afraid that if i get a job i'll spend all the money on drugs and booze... maybe ill grow out of it but i dont want to...

I was born addicted to heroine. I don't think I will ever forgive mother, or forgive myself for kicking her out of my life. She died three years ago. I miss her so much.

Would guys rather have a girl who is sixteen, and 5'7 be 115 pounds or 135 pounds?

you know...when i was younger...I thought that i needed a man. But, now that i'm older...I really do enjoy the single life. I don't care if i ever find a mate. I'd be fine with my tv, computer, and food...lol. I know that my sound pathetic or lame, but I really do mean it. I guess somewhere I lost the drive to give my all to others...just it thrown back in my face, time and time again. Now, i'll just concentrate on my self, and the others can go the h%ll for all I care.

my girlfriend wants to leave me. she hasnt said she does but all the classic warning signs are there. fights ignoring taking a huff ect. im thinking about screwing as many women as i can get hold off. im sick of her bullshit but i'll be the one doing the packing. whats worse is im not well and i do love her.

ok im the one thats gay and worried about my dad if ya want to read about it go down and you ll find me steven bard kingman anyways he has my credit card and mercedes against mewhat if i lose that along with my dad

I hate living at my house. I hate my mother and the way she treats me. I am not allowed to hang out with my boyfriend unless he comes over to my house and even then I have to be with my sisters at the same time. She doesn't trust me. She won't let me get my driver's permit, let alone my liscence...and i am almost 18! I can't wait for next June..then I am moving out

Whenever I'm somewhere playing cards, I take the 7 of hearts and bring it home with me.