I have also never gone to a party or done anything social,,high school was wake up, go to school, go to class and never talked to any one unless they talked to me, maybe sleep on desk but never slept, recess break,,and for the first few years i stayed in the toilet too scared to [..more..]
I am scared,,I don’t know what will happen..I haven’t had a close friend since 10 years ago,,no-one has stayed with me..and I try but they always think I have my own friends..and never a bf too,,i always hoped that my first bf would be my close friend too..I am also scared that once family start [..more..]
I am weak… I gave in a messaged you today… you said you had been thinken about me last night….. i asked why you didnt message and you said you didnt have my number… i asked did you delete me….. you said no…. so what what happened… pls help me understand every little bit of [..more..]
ash i speak now you are no longer a problem for me you dificall energy disolive into wisdom you regard me with respect
If I spend so much time telling myself that you’re a twat and I hate you . . . maybe I will able to top crying about the way your lips felt on mine long enough to fall asleep
I haven’t heard from you for a few weeks now and I wonder if you have been thinking about me like I have you… Are both of us holding off waiting for the other to message first or am I the only one waiting….I miss you but hate making the first move in case I [..more..]
I feel… lonely. I mean, summer has started already and I’m all alone. On the other hand, other people are enjoying it with their friends and people. What is wrong with me. I’m lonely and heart broken at the same time. I feel stupid and dead. What is my life?? What am I suppose to [..more..]
That feeling that you have tried your best to let go of the past, but still end up dwelling with it every night before you sleep. I miss him even after what he has done to me. He is the reason on why I my heart is all caged up.
I can’t tell anyone. I can’t be myself. This smile is not me. I’m bitter, I’m angry and I’m f***ing hurting, every minute of every day. How will I ever get through college? What did I think I was doing when I enrolled? I’m nothing but a sex object and a punching bag, for guys [..more..]