I'm trying to get my boyfriend to gain weight so he can't leave me and go join the military. And... I think it's kinda hot. =/

I still love him, even after all this time. I probably always will love him too. The curls of his hair, his pink, juicy lips, his soft, sweet voice, his amazing sense of humor, his kindness, and his deep blue eyes, deep as the ocean. I would look into them all day if I could. I still love you, T, and I'll never stop loving you. Even if you aren't gay, I can't help myself, I care too much. Please let us meet one day.

I have been married for 10 years, and met a guy online 2 years ago. It finally hit me today what I had been suspecting for several months...I love this man. I have children with my husband, and while my husband isn't a bad father, he's not the best spouse, and while I don't know if my friend would be a good father, he's interested in my children, and interested in me. I never meant for this to happen, but I love him, and I think he loves me.

He's lost the term 'dad' to me. I hate him. I've no respect for him anymore, whatsoever. I will never say 'I love you, too' to him, again. I won't believe another lie. I don't care what happens to him. At least, that's what I like to tell myself. He wasn't there for my brother and isn't for me. My brother mentioned it when I was younger, and I thought, "He's crazy--Dad's great." I now realize what my brother said was true. But no matter what, I can't help it. I still call him dad. On the off chance that he calls, I still say 'I love you, too' when we hang up. I still expect to see him when he says he'll be there. I still care. And I hate it. But most of all, I hate myself. I'm a wimp. I can't let go. I'm still 'Daddy's little girl.' It hurts. I still cry whenever he doesn't show up. I still want to punch the wall when he goes home without stopping to say a simple 'hi' to me. I still want to die when he talks to my mom, whom he divorced over 10 God damn years ago, and doesn't bother to ask her to pass the phone to me. I try to ignore him. I did for a while. But I still answer the phone. I don't even think he knows that I possibly fractured my hand the last time I punched something because of him. What the wrong with me?

I wish my boyfriend would stop telling me he loved me so I could stop lying to him.

I am a compulsive liar. I live a made up life that all of my friends think is true, but it isn't. They all think I came from a very wealthy family when my parents are actually really poor and i am embarrassed by my family. Sometimes I think about coming clean, but it would be too hard now. I have been telling this lie for 10 years.

my roomate was such a jerk. She constantly got mad about the tiniest stuff. I mean like for instance you move her laundery or leave the light on at night she would cuss you out for it. On top of that she thought it was okay to move my stuff around and go into my room without permission. That stupid idiot wanted the air conditioner on 80 degress in the middle of the summer in texas. To top it off if I tried to make it even a little bit cooler she would yell at me. So the day I was moving out my boyfriend had to take a leak but he managed to piss all over the toliet seat and wiped it up with her towel.

Ive heard a total of 10 people say we would make the perfect couple and Im sure people have said it to her too but she cant see me like that.

I don't know what to do any more, I'm married to the wrong person. Please.. someone kill me... now.

I set up Facebook accounts for my husband and myself. He doesn't check his, but I log in every once in a while and let him know who has added him, etc. Tonight I noticed that his old college girlfriend had e-mailed him. This is an ex that he was having regrets about when I first met him (years ago, but whatever), and I just don't want to deal with that. I scoped out her profile, deleted the e-mail and changed his privacy settings so she can't look him up anymore.

I don't have close friends because I don't feel like a normal human being. Just a flawed, empty shell.

Today this guy was a jerk on the road in front of me. Long story short he pissed me off. So I followed him to a parking lot and screamed out the window that he was an idiot for a couple minutes while he smiled at me and walked towards the mall. I want to find that guy and run him over. I feel bad for screaming at a stranger, but that guy was a idiot!

I think i love him.. but he seems to good to be true..and you know how THAT goes.

I have been a practicing Wiccan for 30 years but Recently I connected with the Sky God Jesus and accepted Him. I found a funky little evangelical church and people think I'm "saved" and totally with them but I'm still a witch and do rituals honoring the Goddess and work spells from time to time. I also go to bible study and church and don't see why I can't be a witch and a christian but my church and new christian friends think Wicca is Satanism and they would flip out. So I'm a Wiccan/Evangelical and nobody know except a few Wiccan friends who think it's quite funny. Full moon ritual on sat church on Sunday. I'm sooo going to Hell!

simply said, i hate me. i hate that i allow a particular person to control my moods and actions. i hate that i cave in all the time and do stuff i know i shoudn't. i hate how i feel, how he makes me feel and yet im too darn stupid to do anything about it!

I have stolen thousands of dollars worth of merchandise from my employer and I can't make myself stop...

I don't love my husband of three months.

Today I wished the guy who doesn't even know I have fallen in love with to be ill just so that he would call me and I could take care of him. Just to be the most important thing of his day.