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Mar 05, 2007 20:00

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anonymous March 6 2007, 01:26:45 UTC
One day, I came home at the end of a stressful week- upset out of my mind. I could barely think straight. I had hurt one of my best friend's feelings, and I thought that I had single-handedly destroyed our friendship. When I sat down at my desk, I saw a note signed by the same friend. It read:

Don't be that way...

We can work it out!

BFFL <3

This is going to sound stupid, but I was elated. I had been carrying the weight of the world upon my shoulders, but I had found human forgiveness in this world and I could not have been happier. I loved that she quoted that lyric in her note. What really struck me was the fact that she had called me her best friend- for life no less- a title that nobody has ever bestowed onto me- probably because I act like the princess of weirdThen my sister came home ( ... )

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kissface March 6 2007, 01:52:20 UTC
i really love this story

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anonymous March 6 2007, 01:41:53 UTC
Why do you hate me? I'm sorry that I upset you so much, and you don't have to change your mind. I just want to know why. My only goal is your approval. I'm sorry that I didn't turn out the way that you wanted.

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anonymous March 6 2007, 01:49:20 UTC
me and my friend walk home together every day. one time i had a huge fight with her, we didn't speak for a whole weekend, it was a long one, and she had also been sick that thursday. then tuesday, when school started again, came around. we ignored each the whole day. i thought this was for sure some kind of hump that would be tough to get over, we'd never not talked this long. but then we just walked home together and then it was all fine.

i am still not sure what i would've done without the walk home.

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anonymous March 6 2007, 01:56:32 UTC
I really like one of my teachers. He's 11½ years older than me, and I kind of get the feeling that I'm one of his favorite students, but I know that he could never feel the same.

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__shelovedmagic March 6 2007, 22:50:50 UTC
Whoever you are, you're my hero.

You should add me.

We could relate.

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anonymous March 6 2007, 02:23:22 UTC
I'm sick of this repetitive routine. I wake up, go to school, come home and do as much homework as I can, go to work, sleep. It's the same things every single day of my damn life. When is it going to change? When am I going to wake up and look forward to something or even... someone. This isn't life. I'm only eighteen.

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