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Confessions: i fart so much when i finally get home....

i fart so much when i finally get home.

Confessions: I best heed the advice of my inner gumption. Being...

I best heed the advice of my inner gumption. Being with Li, however fleeting the moments, should have taught me a lot. Those were one of the best times of my life, so far. I'm never 'in-the-moment' enough to appreciate these things, but now I can recognize its beauty. It doesn't have to hurt to love or be loved. Love is easy.

Confessions: I really don't know what can I do to make you care...

I really don't know what can I do to make you care more on me. I just don't to be one of your those friends or even worse. You make me hurt...

Confessions: Tssk., I'm trapped. How do I ever t...

Tssk., I'm trapped. How do I ever trust the crazies not to get me if I stay in a place alone. Nights are the worst. I've tried. So, the next best choice is to put up with their crazies. I can't even stay in my own room for too long or the monsters will come. God, this is messed up. God. But thank you for listening.

Confessions: not a secret: I suck at mahjong because I can't re...

not a secret: I suck at mahjong because I can't rem the characters. secret: Which is good since most times it's strip mahjong. I don't mind my tiger stripes. Rawwwr

Confessions: i have the biggest crush on a smart reserved boy i...

i have the biggest crush on a smart reserved boy in my anatomy class. the same boy who my best friend hates and everyone judges. ohhh boy.

Confessions: It's now 8pm and I've sat thru an hour of being ho...

It's now 8pm and I've sat thru an hour of being home alone at night. Few months back it was horrible. I can't even be alone during the day at home - the voices were too noisy and not my 'people' voices but some sinister demon things. Bleargh. Must be the films I was watching. The crazy didn't get better tho. In fact, the crazy me can't get out of the house to do anything at all, not even to empty the trash where I risk bumping into the neighbours. How strange then that I can't stay alone in my living room even when there's no one around. It got to the extend that I can't even go to a place if he's not coming with me. And the double irony? I like going places alone. I started typing at 7 pm when I've rainchecked - scratch that - cancelled to meet someone just because I knew I'd be scared to stay alone. I lost the post tho, and after an hr, I guess I won't have to resort to calling anyone to come get me quick before the darkness encroaches. I've got you listening in. And as much as I hate the disturbance to my privacy, well at least you make me feel safe somewhat. God I'm torn. I've had stalkers before and I despised yet pitied them all at the same time. With you. I'm not sure what to feel. All I see is a field of green framed within a sky of the brightest cobalt, and a deep ultramarine. Begin.

Perversions: When I masturbate, I can only orgasm when both my ...

When I masturbate, I can only orgasm when both my roommates are in the room. I'm a woman.

Regrets: I used to like being human. I used to see life as ...

I used to like being human. I used to see life as a lot of fun. But that was before I experience a "break-up." A three year relationship, just gone, just like that. Now, I realize how many other people have gone through something like this. I've googled "Break up song" and "broken heart" and "I want to die," and believe me: this thing happens all the time! So now, I don't like being human anymore. How come we all go through something like this? It is cruel, not fun, and it ruins everything I used to believe about life. Being human sucks. I want it to stop.

Confessions: I knew the meaning of Face: off and Face: on. It ...

I knew the meaning of Face: off and Face: on. It is off when I was not with you and on when I be with you. It is so hurt to know the truth. You have been trying to avoid me, do you think I don't know that? What you told be last time were just all lies...Poor little reindeer still believe you...

Confessions: There were things done to me okay and most times I...

There were things done to me okay and most times I'm just too stupid too weak too cowardly to fight back if the odds are stacked against me. Telling is bad; you have to collect proof. Worst part is that some times I liked it. God,.

Confessions: My cousin kept telling me on how I should join her...

My cousin kept telling me on how I should join her company since there is an opening that might fit me. So I go to their careers site and at first glance I thought she knew the secret that I never revealed to the family. But a split second later I realized it's just espnstar.com the sports network; not espanapornstar.com in short.

Confessions: You looked old yesterday, with all your eyebags, a...

You looked old yesterday, with all your eyebags, and I loved it that you look your age. Perhaps that's a sign something is not altogether right with me. Like a lot is wrong with you too. We need to get out of here, out of blue playgrounds that had been trashed around by immature vandals and the weird old hippi with spraycans in her hands. I don't do this. So fucking uncool, so unhealthy. So, time to get better I s'pose. Neither of us believe that the other will, tho, am I correct? But eventually cities learn to grow and how to liberate. Doesn't happen overnight of course - there would always be wolves that we have to keep at bay for this while. Bottomline: time. There are things I need to get done. Old friends, promises, and loyalties. Strange how I don't quite trust any of them now, but we go way back. I'm sure you share the same sentiment regarding your 'real friends' - whatever that means. I have voices in my head too but the ppl I know I'm sure will bleed warm blood and shout obscenities once poked. With you, I'm not so sure. I still find it cute tho. [Another cute: the way you do that annoying yet oh-so-adorable tongue-flicking thing when you mispronounce a word or two. Makes me want to ruffle your hair like you're some little boy, then kiss you on your forehead. We both know you are actually Peter Pan masquerading as a hairy old man.] Whatever. You're making me more paranoid than I already am. It's 2004 all over again. I want an interesting, healthy existence, not senseless Ramayanas and double, triple lives. I played that before and even if it wasn't a virtual game, it wasn't cool either. I don't like to be afraid of things so much, but there were so many monsters to fear. Like I knew I'd be afraid of you and what you're capable of doing. Yet, at the same time, I want you. I never thought that I'd want you this way, tho. This isn't fun; it bloody hurts. I've done so, so many things just to avoid feeling this way again. To build up strength again. To never sustain permanent injuries lest I fall. So, be strong for me. And in turn, I won't let our lovesickness take us all at once. I need to see the sun by myself while I heal, so we gotta wait, for this to be anything real. There's time enough. XD bleargh, mush!

Regrets: when you acted interested in me, my friends and i ...

when you acted interested in me, my friends and i made a big deal about it. you were the weird kid. and i told i my friends it was awkward. why would i judge so quickly? you're cute and nerdy, and i've burned bridges i wish i'd left intact.

Confessions: I spent a wild New Year's Eve (and night that foll...

I spent a wild New Year's Eve (and night that followed) with my friends, seven of us altogether, three guys and four girls. Lots of drinking, lots of fun, lots of sex. Now I'm pregnant and have no idea which one out of three is the father.