I miss the way things were, I just wish life wasn't so difficult and that every decision i made didn't hurt someone. now, instead of thinking of myself, I have to think of everyone else too. I just want to be in control again.

I want to fuck.

Post Secrets for May 2, 2008

I give you my best, but I never get your best. I feel so used, why am I not good enough?

I think it may be too hard seeing him again, and I just need to stop, but I don't think I can...

i know that you're lying to me, you think you are so great at it, but i can tell. i just don't know why you're lying yet.

I can't stop thinking about your dick.

Post Secrets for May 1, 2008

You're the only thing that keeps me going...and i think i may have to stop talking to you.

I'm afraid you're like a drug to me and I am to you and we'll never be able to stop...

I can't wait to move off campus so I don't have to listen to people's bed squeaking while they're having sex.

i enjoy using up the last of the toilet paper because i know that the next person will be left without ANY.

Post Secrets for April 30, 2008

I wish I could talk to my family about what is going on in my life, but I'm afraid if I do, they will judge me.

I think I'm going to fail out of college, I don't know how to fix it, and its the last thing I want. I'm so embarrassed.

i'm starting to think i create drama in my life, because deep down i enjoy it.

i'm terrified i will let my family down and never live up to their expectations, even though they tell me they are proud.

I cut myself, and then make up excuses before my friends get a chance to ask about.

i cry every time i think about my relationship with my parents. i miss them so much and i hate how things are, but i have no idea how to fix them. i know they care and would do anything for me, but i feel like i can't go them about things. i wish there was something i could do.

Post Secrets for April 29, 2008

I'm terrified by some of the choices my friends make, but I don't know how to help them. Maybe I try to control everything too much.

I'm afraid I'm becoming that DUMB SLUT everyone thinks I am.

i spit in your drink went you weren't looking you dumb, controlling bitch.

i wish my life had less drama, but i'm afraid it'd be boring with out it.

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