The Confessional

I resent that you stopped inviting me out with your friends. Mine aren't here and sitting in alone on a Saturday night is lonely, knowing that this is not the ...

I'm afraid I don't have a heart. That I go along and play at emotion, pretend to have them, to feel as others do. I'm afraid I'm not normal. I'm ...

I have someone here who cares for me. He loves me and a part of me loves him back. And then there's you, idiotic you, who had to tell me ...

I admit that sometimes, I sit here and think of everything you have ever done to me, and dream of things you could still do. I search for a reason, ...

I'm in love with my best friend and he just figured it out, right after he told me how he felt about one of my class mates. Passion, he said. ...

I have very vivid dreams about every person I have ever liked. Everytime I wake up I'm sweating and gasping for breath. It scares me to death. :oops:

I shouldn't've fallen in love with you, since you're so far away. You shouldn't love me as you do. I shouldn't love you as I do. But I'm glad we ...

I'm scared of being laughed at more than I'm scared of failing. You're the most helpful person I know, but my admiration of you makes me feel like every constructive ...

I miss you. I know I shouldn't but I do.

It was a mistake.

You used me. You used me and I hate you for it. I will regret it because I allowed myself to be convinced you had a heart. I was wrong. ...

This is a great freak'in idea!!! I have a few, quite shocking, confessions to make: I cut myself. I love to use drugs because they make me not myself. I ...

^ -- ^ I have the exact same fear. No one pushed me into that cubby. I'm pretty sure I just ran into it.

I'm terrified people talk about me behind my back, and only pretend to like me because I'm sensitive. You can never tell whether or not someone is telling the truth. ...

It's time for me to move on. It's been time for me to move on, only I either couldn't or didn't want to. I'm not as weak as I was ...