Do it!

[spazishness]

Leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. Say anything. Tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. Tell me abut your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. Tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on your friends list, and tell me why you continue to

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[anonymous]

You're frustratingly pretty. I think you're quite possibly the coolest. Ever.

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[anonymous]

I wish so, so much that I was like you. You're so beautiful, so confident, you don't sit cowering in a corner, wanting to talk to peopple, but afraid they'll hate you if you do.

I probably would be more popular if I wasn't such a coward. But I am. I'm afraid to talk to people; afraid they'll hate me for spewing out my dumb shit.

And the worst part is...they probably would.

[anonymous]

I...

like pie.

[anonymous]

I'm not really a violent person.

I just never really learned how to deal with anger nonviolently.

When I'm backed into a corner, I have nothing else to fall back on.

[anonymous]

(I posted this, but it seems to have dissapeared. Odd. Anyway, I'm posting it again)

I'm not really a violent person.

I just never really learned to deal with anger in a nonviolent way.

So when I get backed into a corner, I have nothing else to fall back on.

It's not like I want to...in fact, I hate it. I wish I wasn't like this.

But I am.

And my friends wonder why so many people hate me...