I tell my best friend dat i had sex with this guy...and she believes me but 'm really a virgin and im 14 and never had a boyfriend. But i feel so much better when i lie to her!

I'll confess, I'm glad you haven't spoken to me in a week. And in fact I'll own up to everything and when it comes down to it, I hate you. I really do, I'm not being dramatic. I think I might truly hate you. And you know what's the funny part? I don't even care anymore. You say you miss me, the genuineness of it all; now words fall flat then silence. We don't know each other anymore. Let it go. I've grown from my pain, you drown yours in the bottom of a bottle, in the arms of whichever man or woman for the night; there's the difference. Broken people cannot find comfort in each other, no matter how purely visceral or physical the desires. You need to stop forcing this; we ‘lose touch’ so often because I let you go, you come back because you’re scared. This is not friendship, you are not my lover, and this is a perversion of any form of relationship. Please don't try to forge this again. And honestly? Familiarity breeds contempt, and I basically hate you. I'm moving on, you can too.

I think I am bisexual. Nobody knows and I'm terrified to tell anyone in case I realise once I've said it, that I am not. I want to explore my feelings towards other girls but I don't know how. I can't stop thinking about one girl in particular...she's straight and my best friend...when she comes for advice about guys it breaks my heart everytime.

I just cheated on my girlfriend with a strange man.

im in iraq i mett my girl on the comp i relly like her i told her i got naked on cam b4 but i stoped but i did it 4 times after idk i cant just stop i like dewing it but fill bad after im honest with her but i lied cuz i did the cam after i told her i would stop i fill like a bad person

You're beautiful in a way I can't quite explain. You're free, funny, and wonderfully weird. You make me feel relaxed in a way no one else does. I feel like I could tell you anything and everything and you wouldn't judge me. The way you laugh (and snort), the way you wrinkle your nose when you smile, the funny way you run down the hall. I love it all. ---------------------------------- The sad part is: I cry for you all the time. I've cut myself because of you. I love you even though I'll never see you again and it's killing me. You were my soulmate and I lost you forever. I wish I could have a second chance at life with you, Joel. You'll never know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. And that just fucking sucks.

I really like this guy, and he knows I like him. He doesnt know that Im in love with him. Hes one of the popular guys at school. Of course, most people think you have to be stupid to be popular +skinny and pretty. But I know hes really smart. & If you talk to him, he really listens and he reads your expression through his eyes. I dont think Im pretty. Or popular. I just be me around him. And I want him to love me back. Because hes one of the most important things in my life. & If thats not good enough for him then stuff everything. :L

I still cry myself to sleep out of guilt. How could I throw all my morales away on you. You took everything I had... and then just ran away. Are you ever coming back? Don't you care at all?