If I didn't have to work, I wouldn't. I would be perfectly happy to see on my ass all day and do nothing.

D'oh. That was supposed to be "sit" on my ass.

The voice inside my head is, inexplicably, in an English accent. 0_o

The last time I felt completely content with myself was when I was 8 years old. Since then, I feel so uncomfortable in my skin I hardly can sit still.

I really don't want to be friends with her anymore.

I love my boyfriend. (That's kind of a secret, too, right now, because we don't use that word yet.)

But the real secret is that I want very badly to find out what it's like to be with a woman. And I'm afraid that he might be The One, because that means I'll never get to explore this other side of myself.

Forgot it was annonymous...



I'm on the pill and no one in my family knows. My mum will kill me when she finds out.

I feel so lonely here that I want to just walk away from my job and home and do what I really want to do and live with friends again.

I have never looked at myself in mirror and thought that I was beautiful.

I don't trust him or forgive him.

(@ my X)When you had sex with my best friend, you not only ruined our relationship, but destroyed my hopes and dreams(and 2 friendships).

The perfect guy is in love with me (so they say) yet I'm too hung up on my ex-boyfriend to see him as anything other than my best friend. The world is a cruel place.

i want to be sure it's going to work out. i wish i could be more comfortable with myself. i wish i had less doubt. i wish i was less passive aggressive. i wish when i cried it fixed everything. i want me getting this out to help me feel better.

I still feel complete mortification for calling Katy Perry a soprano in front of one of my singing classmates when my brain was off. I'm an opera student and I know better.

Sometimes I think about him and wonder "what if".

I once made a vow to myself that I would have one close friendship, where there were no secrets and the trust and love were unconditional on both sides. It's been eight years since I made that vow, and longer still since I've had anything like that in my life... probably not since my mother died when I was very young. Sometimes it gets hard to keep faith in the idea that it's possible. Those times come more frequently as the years go on.