You have surprised me. It is not very often that I allow myself to become emotionally attached to another individual. In fact, you may be only the third person I’ve met in twenty-three years that I have wished I could spend the rest of my life knowing. I suppose that sounds grand and romantic, but
Read more →dear shannon, you are smelly. you smelly smell smell. you smell smelly. i am wearing socks and you are wearing none. mike is very hard. he is going to prom with smirnoff. they’re tight. boo boo boo gongaloo. i’m awesome i’m so responsible that when i’m drunk i’m responsible its easy because its not hard
Read more →I guess you know that I miss you. You probably know that the moments when I unblock you are the moments that I wish you’d tried to contact me. For all of the shit that I say about you when I really think about our situation, I still can’t bring myself to hate you. I
Read more →You don’t need someone like me. You need something less complicated and someone who won’t think twice about ‘fun nights’. Someone who’s just as afraid of commitment as you are. And that someone isn’t like me. That someone is far less worth your time, but worth the pleasure and instant gratification. You may really like
Read more →For about 3 years I have been curious about girls. I have dated guys and would only date guys. But I have always thought that it would be fun to mess around with a girl. I have a friend who is a guy and we hang with another friend and she is a girl. She
Read more →I was glad to hear you say you’re doing well. You’ve found someone that can love you better than I could. Someone who will intellectualize and philosophize anything and everything with you. Someone you can practice your crazy hippie sex moves with. Someone who will get high with you till 4 in the morning. And
Read more →I fell in love with you. It’s just that plain and simple. We started out 3 summers ago just getting to know each other, texting and calling on almost a daily basis. I was 19, and you were the first guy to really show interest in me. You were everything I was looking for. And
Read more →i don’t know what to write. I have no idea. I feel like there’s too much, maybe because there is. I Hate myself strongly. Not how i look. Who i am, i would love to be a mute, to never talk because the right words are never said. i lie to myself. i can’t admit
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