anonymous

Mar 03, 2005 21:19

leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. say anything. I.P. logging has been turned off for this post. tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. tell me about your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on ( Read more... )

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anonymous April 29 2005, 22:18:31 UTC
so lets put the past in the past, and the future in mind, lets walk, and talk and have a wonderful time.

This one time i was running in track for gym. man, this was one gonna be easy. but it was out in the parking lot, becuase it was middleschool and we didn't have a track. well it was the 100 yard dash. and we where all at the line. i thought i was gonna win becuase i was going against the slower people, and well, they decided to start us off on rocks. so when she yells go, i try to take off, but instead, i fall, flat on my face. wonderful time that was, i had to go to the nurse becuase of the rocks, lol, man, good times in middle school!

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anonymous May 3 2005, 00:44:13 UTC
sometimes, i just don't know. and sometimes, i make very poor decisions.

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anonymous May 3 2005, 01:08:15 UTC
i like boys. lots. i do. do you?

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anonymous May 7 2005, 17:54:56 UTC
You'll know who this is, but I'm saying this anyway. Even though it isn't actually "anonymous" it is still more so than saying to you actually or with everyone knowing. You mean a lot to me. Seriously. There is no need to worry about me either. Everything is going completely fine with it. I'm sorry for messing up sometimes and for you feeling worry for me. Please do not because there is no reason to. Clearly. Remember my dream? Yeah that wasn't real but it would be a good comment because I am clearly not. I aint headed back either so don't fucking worry.

I'm sorry.
<3lots.

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anonymous July 16 2005, 19:26:06 UTC
i freak out about the future. i fucking kill myself dwelling on the past. i screw up all the time and i forget to live in the moment. damn.

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