I have never had anxiety last this long, all week I feel as if I have drunken a bowl full of espresso, I have stomach aches, headaches, I cant sit still or get motivated to do anything ( Read more... )

so i am sorry my dear journal...probaly for the next couple of weeks you will have to deal with me complaining about Dave. i am going to try hard and be cheery to everyone else, i hate when cynical beth with baggage comes out to play, but i do need to bitch and cry my eyes out at someone that once again it has failed with someone ( Read more... )

i am feeling very overwelmed by life. its funny, cause not that many things are going on...i guess except for school, which is going to become increasly harder and harder, but that will be over in two months...well till september ( Read more... )

So i dont want to write another entry on sex but i guess there has been things on my mind ( Read more... )

Dude, i hate having a libido like a rabbit. i could do it all every day and it would never be enough. though i hate depending on sex and it rules our lives way too much. my body craves it and when i am not getting it, it def effects my mood ( Read more... )

hhmmmm, today was a day. first things have been great and bad at the same time. school is kicking my ass already but at the same time i love my schedule this semester and i am soo happy that i am actually interested in my classes ( Read more... )

being single is not fun. i hate that i cant be happy on my own. i try so hard but maybe that is my problem ( Read more... )

i really think that I have "dont ever call me" tattooed across my face and I cant see it, but guys can. i dont know...i just dont understand what i do wrong and if i have one more person tell me thats it's not me, it's the boys i hang out with, i really do believe i am going to punch them in their face ( Read more... )

Dude...maybe i am just really horny. maybe its just because i have gotten no love in a while, thats why i am sitting here at nearly 5 in the moring complaining about some boy.

i am just frustrated. lesson learned...never let a boy stand in between me and the dance floor, my real source of esctasy.

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