I feel like I am in a crowded room screaming and no one can hear me.

I miss having friends and going to the bar. And having no worries, no problems, no concerns. I am 18 years old for gods sakes. What kind of life is this?

I hope no one reads this. Because you would sound like an awful person. It's the best friend I never had, and my way of venting. You really the most amazing person in my life. Your loving, trusting, caring, handsome, smart, thoughtful and so many other things. Babe, the list goes on and on. I hope you never think I could ever hate you for more than ( Read more... )

So we were better. I guess. I vented, and cried, and basically you did nothing. Didn't want to talk about it, whatever. You love me ( Read more... )

I'll never make a good wife for you. I'll never be good enough for you. Pretty enough, outgoing enough, carefree enough ( Read more... )

I can't say that you have been the best boyfriend. But then again, I have been far from the perfect girlfriend. I know that, you know that. We are human, we make mistakes, and you and I have made some pretty good ones so far ( Read more... )

Years of balling myself up, into someone who has no one ( Read more... )

Actually, it's not just you, it's everyone ( Read more... )

Not like summer. Though it would be nice for the fresh air, the beach the warmth ( Read more... )

Oh Happy Days ( Read more... )

I know all this thing is is rambling. But this is my confidant, and it is comforting now one reads these, or uses this anymore, because I know that most of what I say won't be read. I just need a way to relax myself. As I learned I am a type A personality. Though it sounds cute, it comes with high stress, stress related sicknesses, high risk of ( Read more... )