I love a girl so much i cant descibe. she had a breakup with her x. but she is floating and have crush on somebody else as he very gud looking. But she is closest to me and we r the ones who talk most…..i’m afraid….very afraid to ask her as i don’t want it to go the other way and even loose the friendship that i have…
i know that i was wrong to not have listened to you. i know i wasn’t there the way i should have been. i know the arguments were too much to handle. i know that you needed me physically and emotionally and i know that you are still in love with me. we can make this work if you would just trust me with your heart again. i swear i will never hurt you again. i love you too much. after all of the tears, arguments, and pain, i’m still in love with you. change doesn’t happen over night, but trust me, it does come. and i am doing this all for you.
I love my boyfriend to bits and could never imagine my life without him. We have a great sex life. However I frequently fantazise about women. I read lesbian erotica and it really turns me on.
There. I said it.
And on top of that I’m a Christian and I have lots of very Evangelical friends. If they knew how I sometimes feel about women…
I am deeply in love with my ex girl friend. I am also a girl. I would give my life to tell her this.
I’m pregnant and I’m scared. I never ever wanted kids and this kid was not planned. I have not told anyone. I hate that I’m scared to tell someone. My mom will be dissappoted in me and I don’t want that. Im afraid that I’ll grow to hate this kid because I dont want him/her, but I can’t bring myself to get a abortion.
I study art and am at the college level now. We do all mediums, including photography.
My class is mostly women and I am also. We did a series of life studies, you know, figure studies in charcoal. Models come in and pose for us. It was hard at first, but it’s pretty normal now.
The weird thing is, I secretly hope that one day the model doesn’t show? And, then they would ask if any of the students would like to stand in. My weird fantasy is that it’s me and I take off my clothes and take up my spot under the sky light completely, absolutely naked. And then my class mates would study me and stare for a very long time. I don’t know why, I’m very modest and really cover up my body normally. But I seriously want to be painted or sketched without clothes.. I’m tired of drawing other people.
I think this goes back to when I was twelve and the Titanic came out, when she posed for that drawing, I had a serious desire to have someone ask me to get naked for a drawing! BUT, oddly enough, I would not want someone to take my picture naked, but art somehow makes it seem above normal nakedness? I can’t explain it, but it seriously turns me on!!!!! Maybe it’s the next best thing to being naked in public? Only in front of art students in stead.
Or, as I think about this, maybe I want to see how they draw me and how they see me?
i’m cold-blooded
don’t i have the ability to love somebody?
i hate myself
I was always told to watch uncle fred and tell them if he ever did anything to me. He did things to me, but I liked what he did, so I never told. I guess they thought that he wouldn’t mess with a 16 year old boy.
You know when I was a kid everything was way easier I didt barely knew about love, I remember I wanted to be an Astronaut, a Football player, a Magician, just eat my favorite Icecream and have fun day in and day out.
I wish I could have 5 lives! Then i could have been born in five different places, and eaten five lifetime’s worth of food, and had five different careers, and…fallen in love with the same person, five times.
I am really the worst.
ME AND MY FAILY ARE GONNA BE MOVIN TO TEXAS END OF NEXT SUMMER AND IM SCARED BECAUSE IVE HEARD SO MUCH NEGATIVE INFO AND I DONT KNO WERE OUT THERE IS SAFE TO MOVE TO BUT WE HAVE TO MAKE THIS MOVE THIS IS THE AREA WE CAN ONLY AFFORD WHAT SHOULD I DO I DONT WANA BE AROUND ANY VIOLENCE
Do you still think of me,
that night
together
Do you still think of me,
the butterfly’s
in my belly
Do you still think of me,
that sweltering
kiss
Do you still think of me,
because
I
Still
Do