DO THIS.

May 11, 2004 17:59

One of the only public posts I'll make.

POST ANYTHING that you want (in comments), and post it ANONYMOUSLY. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read ( Read more... )

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anonymous May 11 2004, 16:09:31 UTC
Anonymous it is.

I've liked you scince I met you, I always felt weird about it though, so I never do anything about it.

Sorry for telling you this...

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anonymous May 11 2004, 17:13:32 UTC
I'm stupid.

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hey anonymous May 11 2004, 17:55:12 UTC
you have know idea who I am...I don't even know your name....but I think you hott..lol/j/k...who are you anyways?

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Re: hey __funeralchoir May 11 2004, 18:07:52 UTC
Read the userinfo, my name is Ally.

♥.

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anonymous May 12 2004, 12:06:25 UTC
This isn't some gushy comment about how i like you, afterall, i am a girl. :0)

I have liked this guy, I am possibly in love with him. But he has a girlfriend, this girlfriend doesn't appreciate him. First she loves him, then she doesn't, then they break up, then she loves him, he gives her a second chance, and now she doesnt like him again. I wish he could see how much I like him and possibly love him, but no.

(i)I break in two over you(/i)

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anonymous May 12 2004, 12:07:33 UTC
Woops... the italics didn't come out :0x!

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anonymous May 12 2004, 12:23:36 UTC
I guess I don't really have a story, a secret, a fear, or a love. I think I do have a confession or maybe it could be a secret. I don't know exactly. Anyways, I hate people who are constantly looking for attention. I know of one and it's always me who has to be there for them. I love them but I'm getting sick of always having to tell them to stop what they're about to do. Then if I do the tiniest thing wrong, they flip out on me. I guess I'm just getting frustrated with it. I can't tell them because I'm afraid of losing them. There you have it. You can call it a confession, a secret, or whatever you'd like. I just needed to get it off of my chest.

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