Over the last week my best friend has started to eat less. Last night she made herself throw up and she did it again today. Her boyfriend and I are the only one's that know. Tonight, her boyfriend and I agreed that if she continues to get worse or doesn't start getting better we will tell her mother in a couple weeks, but because of his fear of being dump I promised to tell her mom if needed. Now after having that conversation I realize, I'm not going to be able to do it, but I'm going to have to force myself to.

I feel like screaming. Sometimes I feel like the world would be better off without me. I have great friends, but I don't feel like I can share my feelings with them. Or rather, I don't want to because I'm afraid what they'll think. Guess what? I'm twenty years old. Old enough that I should be over the whiny teenage bullshit, young enough that I probably shouldn't be feeling this way yet. What the fuck.

I still love my ex, she was so amazing. I've had a few but she was just exceptional. After her the ones who left did so on their own accord for things that they had done, but she was different and she was my first true love. Her chestnut hair and longing eyes drew me in one day and ever since then I just haven't forgotten about her. My girlfriend thinks I have moved from her now, I've been with so many people between the brunette beauty and my current girl that you'd think I would have forgetting about her by now, instead I just find myself dreaming about her reminding me of what I lost. I blew my chance at the greatest girl I ever knew and now I'm worried that I will never let her go.

I'm in love with my best friend. Even though we weren't supposed to, we wrote suggestive material together on a forum and on an IM site. Today he randomly disappeared without a word to me. I don't know if I'm more afraid that we were found out, or that something horrible happened to him. To make matters worse, my -friend- is mad at me for being more worried about this than I am about her. I just want him to be okay.

All my life my father has been an alcoholic. i honestly truly believe that i hate him. i feel so bad for my mom because she fell in love and married that man. I don't understand why he is like this. My mom is on so much debt because of him and his drinking. he doesn't care about his family, that is why i hate him the most. He abuses us verbally and I can't stop but believe that I am what he says I am. Everyday, i have this small hope that he would come home sober, and I'm disappointed everyday. Just wanted to let this all out. thank you to whoever made this site.

I was talking to my boyfriend and I's mutual friend and we ended up getting really drunk(were only 13) and by the end of the night we showed everything and we even made each other cum. i woke up with a lot of regrets but obviously not enough cause we did it 2 more times and we might of done it more if i didn't get caught. the worst part is is tat we see each other everyday and sometimes my boyfriend is there.

I have a niece who's claimed lies about me and her aunt(mind you, I haven't seen her face to face in several years but thought everything was fine until today).... the strange thing is that I was friends with her on a social network site for years and today randomly... my niece switched and said that she doesn't have much to say to me and didn't want me calling or texting her. I truly think she's gone mental since this is the first time I've heard anything about this and I know it's not true, I'm pretty sure that I'll never be cool with her or my nephew again after this and I'm just fine with that.

I am still desperately in love with my ex-wife, several years after our divorce and at least 5 years after she stopped loving me for good. When she left, I lied to her about having destroyed an -adult home movie- we made together early in our relationship. Now we have an extremely awkward, once-every-few-months kind of acquaintance (at her insistence), and every time I have one of our dreaded polite conversations, after I hang up the phone, I watch the tape again, just so I can pretend and remember how it used to be.