I met the guy of my dreams. I want to cry just thinking of his face, and thinking about how much too much credit I'm putting into this. It's honestly a bit obsessive and ridiculous. There's no way he could have been as affected as me. He couldn't have prayed to meet someone so much like himself, like I prayed to meet someone so much like MYself. He couldn't have felt like giving up, like I did. He couldn't have meant those things he said to me... People at parties never mean it. (He only had two...

Here I am again... Guess what I'm thinking about. The man. He is amazing. Like, a neverending inspiration to me. I want to see him again. If I do see him again, there are a million things I want to say to him. First of all I will probably have to say that I probably sound crazy, or something, but I don't care I feel so good. And then I'm going to tell him I've had the best last however many days it's been since I saw him last. And that I can't seem to concentrate on anything, my God, I've been ...

I am sick of people telling me that love will come when I'm not looking. That's when I don't need it! Why can't I find love when I need it? When I need to be held? To be told that everything will turn out okay, that I'm beautiful. When I need to be appreciated. Why would I need to find love when I'm happy enough by myself? It's ridiculous and fucked up. Why don't people realize sometimes that's just what people need? And they shouldn't keep it back. Things could be worse, though. I could be ...

I am an example of the roller coaster of life. I am an example of a good kid gone wrong. I am an example of the party girl, marijuana as the gateway drug, how sex is a bad thing, and why teenage girls should not go to parties, and if they should, they most certainly should not drink. I am an example. I am also a number, a face in the crowd, one of millions of others who have both come before and come after me. I am exactly like so many other people out there that sometimes I forget I exis...

Okay so we all know this guy was amazing. And if I don’t ever get to see him again I will just die. I will just collapse. Actually I will never know if I get to see him or not (or if I did, I guess) until I’m in my death bed. DAMN IT! I WANT TO KNOW NOW! Oh if I only knew what he’s thinking right now. Whether he’s thought of me at all. And if so, was it regret? And what would that regret be?? Everything was perfect, what would be wrong? Why would there be no further communication? Damn it he doe...

Well... I'm going to start with: "I know this sounds totally crazy, but I'm being honest. This is what I really think and feel, from the bottom of my heart: "I have never met anyone who's made me feel this way in so short a time. I've never wanted to see someone again as much as I've wanted to see you. I've never been so amazed by someone I hardly know. I don't want to be all obsessive or freaky or anything, but you are just... Wow. "I also wanted to let you know that you're a great kisser. I...

This is a direct thanks to Connie (if you're reading this, I wasn't offended by your reply, rather, I felt kind of bad for always saying negative stuff about people, and I think you're wonderful etc etc etc, so here it is.) I should start out by explaining I'm a pessimist. It's merely my nature, as far as I can remember, I always HAVE been one. And yet, I always try to give credit when credit is due. (If y'all are getting bored with this, don't feel bad for not reading it, it may not be as...

I know pretty much everyone out there has broken up. It sucks. And I don't ever want to do it again! At least, not those terrible, bitter ones, where you spend about three days crying, then the next month remembering them EVERY TIME you hear a song on the radio, and then the next month wondering why you guys can't be friends, like you both promised, then the next month TRYING to be friends, and then however long it takes you to realize things are never going to be the same again with the t...

Ok I better explain myself quick. I don't hate happy people. Au contraire!! I suppose I like them rather well... I just don't like couples. Wait, that isn't so much true, either. There's this one couple... This guy and this girl. And I can't stand them. She's a pretty thing, all peppy and happy and nice and funny and just a little bit dumb, but in a cute way. He's a jerk. He says stupid, careless, asshole things, and really doesn't deserve his friends. He's big, she's not. She's nice, he'...

Ai... I'm lonely. I don't know why. I just am. I need a hug, and I'm alone and unable to get one. Some people just have hugs that could heal cancer, I think. Well, some people that > know. Like Trevor and Jason. I swear. Their hugs just make me melt. Maybe cause they pick me up and swing me around and all of that stuff. I need one of those hugs right now. The ones that make me dizzy. Yeah! Oh well. Here I am in Morris, quite away from my melty hugs. I'll just have to do with long hot...

I started out this morning much like every other... Hit the snooze button enough times that I got about an extra 40 minutes of sleep, crawled out of bed, slunk into the shower, and got ready for the day ahead of me. Luckily I had time for a break, so I opened up the February issue of Glamour and read a few pages. Being a February issue, I was bombarded by tons of pink, red, and little hearts. My first big reminder that Valentines Day is approaching, and I, like many women out there, am still sin...

How many people out there have really cared about someone, didn't tell them, and lost them to another? How many of you have fallen for a friend, cared about them for ages, but were always too scared to let them know, too scared to find out what they thought, and lost them altogether? I'm sure that's happened to many of us. It's happened to me, in more ways than one. And when my dear friend Joe died, without knowing how much I appreciated him and loved him as a wonderful friend, I vowed that I wo...

I've decided to make a list for all you hopefuls (haha) on what qualifications a guy needs to date me. I'm pretty sure on all of this, since I've dated like 50 people (Ok, not THAT many) and I know what I can't live without. First of all--Physical Attributes! I have to start out by saying most of these attributes aren't too flexible. I know what I want, and I'm pretty clear as to what I'm NOT interested in. Sorry to exclude anyone, but that's just the way I am. Hair: I prefer dark, though ...

The sky is blue, the wind is blowing, it feels like a nice day over all. Pretty soon (within two months) birds will be chirping, trees will be budding, and everyone will be holding hands. Happy couples will be welcoming the warm weather for picnics, hiking, outings. You know the story. I already see happy couples everywhere I look. It seems as though they're trying to shove it in my face, "Haha, we're happy, we've found someone, you're a loser, all by yourself." I've never been on one of ...

My little bro Charlie is a crank head and I am heart broken. I loved this kid like my own brother, like a best friend, closer than kin. I am literally heart broken. When someone told me what he's on right now my heart just literally smashed into a million and one pieces, and I just want to cry. It makes me feel depressed . It's despicable. I remember what happened to my sister, and I am more emotionally attached to Charlie than my sister, it's true. He's like my beautiful little blond ...