Confess ID : 1ms6su6p
I have been dating this girl for almost four years now and we have been living together for three. Last night I told her that I thought we should seperate and that I couldn't deal with her baggage anymore. She has a history of depression and suicide attempts so this whole thing makes me really nervous. But the thing is, the second I told her that I wanted to end things I realized how much I love her and how much our relationship has meant to me. We have been together since we were 18-we're 21 now and she is such a huge part of my life. It's not even that I want to meet someone else, I mean, I've only slept with two people (one of which was a manI'm a lesbian by the way) and I do feel like I should act my age and experience more things but now that I told her I wanted to break up I am so fucking confused about everything. I can't talk to anybody about this because everyone percieves us as this solid perfect lipstick lesbian couple and no one would understand why I would want to end things. We have all the same friends too which makes it hard. God- I feel like such a fucking asshole. Watching her cry last night made me want to die. She is so good to me-am I totally fucking up a good thing? I dont know what I should do.

Confess ID : djlw6jyr
I quit smoking 6 months ago.but dammit im drunk and all i want is a cigarrete now!!!

Confess ID : yqdyocw0
My girlfriend asked me what my favourite colour was. I lied. I said it was blue when it is really yellow. i just don't want her to find out i'm gay.

Confess ID : ii3uujcu
After eating Asian food one night it made me feel sick. I live in the dorms with a public bathroom. I was doing homework or something and suddenly knew I had to shit. I was desperate, because I knew I couldn't make it down the hall and into the bathroom. I knew that if I even tried I'd look like a freak and might not make it anyway. Fortunately, I had a plastic bag in my room. I knelt over the bag and shit into it. It was diarrhea. A lot of diarrhea. The bag was heavy afterward with this stinky liquid feces. I hid the bag inside the plastic bag the Asian food came in, and I then walked down the hall and threw it away in the trash room. For a day or two afterwards, it was obvious that the trash in the trash room wasn't emptied. because the horrible stench of shit filled the hallwaymy shit. I think it's kind of funny and ridiculous now, but I haven't told anyone. I don't plan on eating Asian food again any time soon.

Confess ID : x1abzxed
I started hating you in seventh grade when I saw the bondage porn pictures of you on the computer, mom. And I still hate you because you are ruining my life by divorcing dad, but the thing is I know you don't care because you are a slut. You dated dad before he got his first divorce, and now you are doing that to dad, but with two guys. They are the ugliest men I've ever seen in my life mom, and one of them has 12 kids. How could you do that? You are the worst example for a child I have ever imagined, and then some. Why are you my mother? I know I am such a better person than you.

Confess ID : 2ebyj645
I find it funny how you will only talk to me if you are in a really good mood or a really bad one. I guess I’m just that guy standing outside of the circle that, when you are out of breath from everything that is going on inside, can step out for a moment to spill and take a breather only to run right back in again. Then there is the other extreme when you are mad or annoyed with everyone on the inside and find yourself standing out in the cold with me. You explain what is bothering you, I nod my head, and everything is fine again. Same result; different set of circumstances. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: You use me. I have come to realize one thing, however. I do not mind. I would stand out there forever, if that’s how long it took. Stand there, sometimes mad that it is taking so long…sometimes complacent and telling myself that I need to remember my place and purpose, until you needed me. Because through all the time I have to endure, it is always worth it for those few fleeting moments when I can see you in your state of joy or pick you up when you have fallen. It’s worth it to me. I can’t describe to you it makes me feel to be the one who nods his head when you need it, who lends his ear when you need it as long as in the end I know you are better for it. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m just the old teddy bear in the closet you can’t seem to let go of. Just a piece of trash that has some other value not tied to myself. Maybe I, as a person, mean nothing to you. Maybe I am just that ear, just that voice on the other end of the occasional phone call, just that phantom that types those words you read on your screen. I can only hope not. My english teacher was always saying we need some illusion in our life because reality would otherwise be too hard to bear. I hope you are not my illusion.

Confess ID : chzexusy
Why are you doing this to me? you're hurting me more than i thought i could hurt. and i didn't even think you were capable of this. let me love you

Confess ID : 4va3jrsq
She's a few years younger. I'm just about to be her boss. My wife suspects but nothing has happened. Yet. I can't stop thinking about her. I obsess over the single photo I have of her. I ache when she leaves work without dropping by, I miss her terribly at weekends. I try to catch her for lunch. I hope everyday that we can catch a lift home together. I'm stalking her on myspace and googletalk. I can see her face lighting up when we talk. I can feel the engagement and connection. I get subtle hints from her friends and not so subtle hints from my friends. I can't take this any further.I can't have any risk of her getting hurt. I'm scared of my own house of cards falling down. But I've never felt like this before with anyone. My heart is crying for her. I've been fighting this feeling for far too long. I'm trapped, frustrated, powerless, dissappointed, exhausted, terrified. Yet, when I dare to let my heart speak, the brightness of hope blinds me. Oh lord I love you little missy. I really need your strength right now.

Confess ID : xqj4kggz
I'm leaving my job in search of new more fulfilling one, the problem is that i dont know what will make me happy. i'm unsure if im just causing my drama in my life to make it more interesting and if i am doing that why dont i think that it is interesting already?

Confess ID : gwxaliad
I always have a crush on the completely wrong people. On teachers, on older people etc etc. To be honest it's quite funny. Sometimes I wonder if my sub conscious is doing it to me on purpose to try and get attention. Sometimes it really gets me down because for once I'd like to think I stand a chance with someone I like.

Confess ID : s1m50f10
I wish i could become a zombie of society, and wake up once i am "succesful" i hate my thoughts. i hate my opinions. why cant i just do whatever i am expected to do?

Confess ID : gl2zqrh5
The last 2 years before I dumped my boyfriend were a farce. He treated me bad. Smoking ice removed him so much from the person I started going out with 5 1/2 years ago. He was the nicest, most considerate guy I ever met - now he's got mental problems on a major scale. Light up kids. NOT!

Confess ID : b3c52to2
I love him and it terrifies me. I couldn't get control of my breathing and my heart was racing.

Confess ID : auvuoa1t
I fucking hate being asian. People make fun of because I'm asian, my parents are so strict, and my life is shit. I hate it. I would do anything to be white and fit in, even if it meant that I didn't have any of the "culture". You jap-wannabes should just shut the fuck up because you have NO idea what comes with it. The "pros" of being able to speak another language and being "exotic" are outweighed by the cons of wishing you were dead and not having the balls to kill yourself. and my mother loves my retarded sister more than she loves me.

Confess ID : a1hu3bn4
Gosh i feel like such a whore sometimes.i fantasize about just getting done and raped by random guys and get humiliated. being forced to fuck them and get my clothes ripped off. I just want to be fucked good and hard like a fucking slut.I just want to feel dominated

Confess ID : claow34q
I'm bored with sex. I think I've done everything that's remotely "normal" and a few things that are definitely "out there" but nothing depraved or grossly perverse. I'm very good at it. Everyone I've been with says I blow their mind, but I think a lot of that is also because I communicate with them very directly and honestly. Nevertheless, I'm bored. I feel disconnected.like I'm watching from six feet above and behind myself. It's like a porno I've watched over and over and over and over until it's just really stupid and boring. I don't know what the fuck to do about it. I really want to sex to blow my mind again.

Confess ID : rumqmfjd
I dress for every "special occasion" like a woman. problem is im a guy. who used to be a girl. i want my old life back.

Confess ID : nlvxzdol
Reading through our old conversations is torture to me. but i do it anyways. even though i tell myself i wont.

Confess ID : ikqfoxrf
I should be more positive

Confess ID : gwrienbi
My mum read my diary, so I started going on her computer whenever she went out, to read the chatlogs between her and my dad. They cyberered. It made me feel kind of horny. I still read the chatlogs whenever I get the chance, because it keeps me updated on what they know about me. Sorry guys. i still get off on it. :(

Confess ID : ftry1gzs
I hate how all my friends tell me, "you're so pretty" or "youre gorgeous", but I don't beleive them. I can never see myself as attractive in any way and it makes me wonder if they're all just lying to me, afterall I haven't had a boyfriend in over a year.

Confess ID : xvr66axi
I just realised that it is OKAY. For now I'm just going to go with the flow. It doesn't have to be planned in my head anymore. See what happens here. I am excited.

Confess ID : 1reuyubk
Even though i'm in a wonderful relationship, i wish i could find something as pretty as the fictions that make me cry.

Confess ID : z6arxueq
I used to fantasize about being raped. Until it happened. Now i just fantasize about a good nights sleep without the burning memories in my brain.

Confess ID : mtmji65d
I'm 17, My dad thinks i'm absolutely perfect, but the truth is i'm far from it. My dads my best friend just about, so if he found out the things i've done, my life would be hell. I have tattoo's in.places..peircings in others. I've done a number of different drugs. I'm not a sex freak, but im also far from being virgin. I masturbate daily, using a large variety of things to do so. How I hide it all? No clue..He just, dosen't notice.