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[mephistopholese]

Post anything that you want. Anything at all. A story, a memory, a thought, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, a song, a question you want me to answer, you can tell me what you think of me, or something random on your mind - anything

Comments

[foncertoujours]

Eh, fuck being anonymous. I'm not ashamed of anything

[anonymous]

i like kittens. especially fried.

i kind of want to stretch my ears but i'm too scred to.

i don't have cable tv.

i'm painting my room, themed Alice in Wonderland.

My cat just ate a bug.

I shop in the little boys' secyion for t-shirts.

yes.

[anonymous]

*scared

[mephistopholese]

The little boys' section has the baddest superhero shirts.

[anonymous]

have my babies, yes?

[anonymous]

i am frustrated by the fact that only one person in the world understands me completely.

[mephistopholese]

I wouldn't be if I were you. There are millions of people in the world who never find anyone who even remotely understands them.

[anonymous]

i am jealous that you have that one person who understands you completely. i don't even have that.

[anonymous]

I think I might be in love with someone I shouldn't be. It's eating away at me.

[mephistopholese]

Yeah I have that same problem. It would be nice if I could just go ahead and tell them the blunt fucking truth, but that would ruin things that I'm comfortable with being. But it's like everytime I talk to them or see them in person, my body wants to hug them and jump to them and praise them in ways that wouldn't be appropriate, so I just go ahead and do nothing aside from a smile and hello.

[anonymous]

I know precisely what you mean. When I hug this person, I feel like I could stay there forever. It really takes alot of willpower to release at the appropriate time, and to behave myself in general. Does your secret object of affection have a mate already? Mine does. I get overwhelmingly angry and sad when I hear about their perfect blossoming relationship.

[mephistopholese]

Mine doesn't, but I see how that could be even worse. But with mine there's too many little things that make it inappropriate to even think or feel the way I do, and it makes me feel so bad. I try to make it obvious but I can't and I just want to shout it at them and tell them to please notice me.