dear no one in particular,

If ...... our children were older, you weren't so bloody posh, I wasn't intimidated by your family, I could act my age, we were both a little more brave, .... then maybe, just maybe we'd have a happily ever after, together!

Sometimes, I feel unnecessary.

I think I love you, a lot. but I also think the love I feel is different. I just don't know what to do. With this, with my life, with everything. So please understand, you're better off not knowing how I feel. It would be cruel.

I am the batman. I am neil patrick harris. I am johnny depp, jason mraz, sherlock, watson. Somebody. Nobody. I am whoever you want me to be. i AM, as far as your imagination IS. That's the fun of it. I am an anon.

It scares me to come to this site and read the things I remember writing years ago.

I fear being buried alive. Hope I'm good and dead before they condemn me to a cold, dark and confined space.

I miss having to use the actual telephone to call people up. I miss actual hours-worth of conversations and actual connection. Now the world's full of texts and social networking sites. I just wish people would still call each other up. Have actual long conversations. I wish people would admit their love to each other in person and not begin with a rant on a blog or a text. I wish kids would stop wasting their time on the computer and go out, enjoy sports or music or both. I wish the world were a better place. I wish people would stop hurting each other. I wish life was easy for EVERYONE, not just me or people "like me".

Thing is, I tried. And I did, with every fiber of my being, love you. You just didn't feel the same way about me. - To No One In Particular (but you know who you are)

I just think that all women could figure out what they want. You want a perfect guy? That's fine but saying someone is too perfect is not acceptable as a way to turn them down.

I don't want to leave. They can throw me out, ban me from returning, but they can't ever stop me loving this place that is my home.

How can I be jealous of the simple act of making a cup of tea?
I have no right,
But as you fill the kettle this morning,
My heart aches with the brevity of this morning,
As you flick the switch,
I try to switch off,
As you lean against the worktop, lost in your thoughts,
I want to get lost in you,
The warmth in your hands as you climb the stairs and push open the door,
The cold has crept into my bed, reminding me that you're not here.
I hope she appreciates you.
I do.

I just want to be #100.

I'm a 22 year old guy and I'm a virgin. I just want to fall in love. I want to hold hands and let her rest on my shoulders. I don't know if I'm ever going to find someone. And it kills me a little every day.

J'en ai marre des pigeons qui viennent chier sur mon balcon

I want this domain name for a blog

I wish i was thin and pretty. <3

Life is not right. If she slaps you, you slap her.

Sometimes I feel a bit alone.

SURE I LOVE HER

but hell do i know anything love.

Do you know about love? Anything at all? Or rather everything you've done is just a stupid emotion you follow every single day, trying hard to catch up to it but never really got into it?

Love. God knows why He give this thing to us.

I dont. Thats for sure. But i'm feeling it now. And i dont even know what to do.

Before anyone post anything here, I want to say something.

This world isn't as cruel as you take it to be.

I wish I could stop drinking. And I wish I could stop procrastinating. And I wish I wasn't afraid of everything. It's all killing me and everything I love.

i don't know about Charls Bukowskie, but when i get up in the morning and put my shoes on, i think "jesus christ, it's too goddamn early".

my dad sexually abused me, and i honestly don't care.

I hate people

Pain is my enemy.

time is the enemy

because you have forgiven me for something unforgivable, i will love you forever.

I hate that you left me. I hate that you have a new girlfriend, and you're happy faces smile at me through your facebook profile pic. I hate that I did things for you that normally I would never do. I feel like an idiot. A fucking idiot.

I feel like I will never find anyone I could love again. No one can compare to you. I hate that my family always ask about you. I hate that it is a year and a half since you left and I still think of you all the time. I hate that when we met up in the summer, you made me feel not good enough. I wish I could properly hate you, but I can't. I still love you.

PASSION.

The guy my best friend loves is in love with me and I'm scared to tell her because she might hate me. I also am scared to admit that I've fallen for him too.

I want nothing more than to be thin.

Even though I said it was altitude sickness, I was actually having a panic attack on the gondola up, just from thinking about what had happened to you such a short time ago. I gave up the only sport I ever really liked, because I was too scared to get on the chair lift.

I'm going tomorrow for the first time since your accident.

I'm hungry.

Adios. Look under my keyboard.

Totally gonna go see Harry Potter on november 19th! So super excited you guys ^-^! <3

Is that dog on fire? It definitely is. Up in flames. Burnt to a crisp. A charcoal pup. Poor thing.

a million instances of filigree

And then, he says he loves you. They always do.

it's flabbergasting how cows poop and flies are yaking coke like rain alternates planets cycle poop.

Girls say what they want in a guy all the time, I do too. But all I really want is for someone to love me back/

I don't know why but girls that say they were suicidal just so they can know you worry about them, are evil, in every meaning of the word.

"For me, bipolar manic depression is like being a full-time inverted slalom ski-jumper, struggling tirelessly to pinpoint and resolve the ultimate cause of disharmony in the universe, and having to function in the 'real world' all at the same time. Ignore us, crucify us or worship us as gods... we're ready." - No one in particular, June 2010

My biggest fear of all is to fall in love again as I did last time...

Rah bags

It's time to make some decisions. The best parts of my life have been the parts where I decided to do something rather than let things happen. The times I am most pleased with and most proud of are times that didn't happen out of convenience or safety. They are the times I created. The times that I was in the lead of my own life.

Why did my father have so much information about paw paws.

MDMA made me gay like Jay.

Silvia, thank you for meeting me.

I love you.

what we deem normal is evil, we then use our wealth and knowledge to distribute it, all over the planet.

step back for a moment and examine the society we exist in.

My twin sister has cancer. Breast cancer...the most aggresive variety. If it were five years ago, the prognosis would be mortal. Herceptin puts a whole new view on it. Her chances of living have gone from 15% to 75...... it's not enough. What am i to do now.....? I know what to do - I have taken compassionate leave to care for her and i will go and care for her And yet,...and yet...I am grieving the loss of my life - the life I lead every day.... where I live, who I live with, my dog, my friends, my job, my house.... I have to leave them all. She lives in another country you see.... and I don;t regret a thing.... I am going to miss it here thats all... it;s so beautiful here now - England is more beautifull in May than anywhere else could be.... I don't want to go - I don;t want to face what I must face...and yet what i must face is nothing compared to her - I don't want to watch her lose her breast, lose her hair, , 7 months of chemo therapy and 3 more months of radiotherapy. Its not about me.. but I don;t want to watch. I shall though.. I shall love and care for her as much as i can....I just don;t want to have to do this.

i wish i could feel the same way about another person as some of the people who write on here.

Young, ambitious, and absolutely absurd. Frankly, I don't know my direction in life. I have a hard time accepting religion, in itself, I smoke, I drink, I do the pre marital deed; and want to know a secret, I don't care. This school, I'm afraid, will completely obstruct my dream, I'm afraid that, in some subtle and manipulative way, this school will close my mind from the mundane to the orthodox. I'm not trying to be pessimistic to the belief that I'll find my own individualism, just the fact that I'll be someone I'm not.
Let's go back for a moment; I'm a young man of a different ethnicity than white. I'm quite independent and cynical to the "norm." I'm attending a Christian university, which praises the holy, that prohibits the two d's and f: drugs, drink, and fornication; which, I, ironically have done, all in the same day on some occasions. I believe in God, but the whole religious aspect hurts me, makes me feel sick to my stomach. Honestly, how can one praise Jesus on Sunday after a Saturday night party, how can one continuously ask for forgiveness after taking the same red cup with intoxicating liquid, how can one dare speak in front of the same crowd when they, themselves, have been unfaithful to the very wife they swore to love forever and always? These are just a few examples of what "Christian" have done. Before Jesus burned Sodom and Gomorrah, Abraham asked to save the town if only ten righteous men existed, if only five, if only one; and want to know something, none were righteous. I look at our own hypocritical religion, and ask the same question: one righteous man... None. So, the question is, what right does this school have on imposing rules to make me a better "Christian?"
I'm afraid this school will hurt me as a free thinking, non conservative, counterculture self. I'm afraid. Afraid to the point I'm willing to switch schools, or even drop out. But you know what, I have faith. Despite my rabble against religion, I'm not afraid to try new things. I trust it'll be better at the end, and I will learn something to take to the end.

nothing to be specific about

agggggggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!

The things I'll never say.

1. I'm sorry that you're stuck there. You of all people do not deserve that, not even close.

2. I miss you so much more than I ever thought I would. I can't stop thinking about that text I got from you, on that one awful night. I'll never forgive myself for asking if you were kidding.

3. When that happened to you, I went through so much horrible shit because of it. You can't ever find out, because what you went through was so much worse.

4. You don't get it. No one gets it. And you know what? I never expected anything different.

5. Thank you, for giving me that peace of mind. There's something about you that no one else has, and that is why you're so special to me.

6. Things change, people change. The person I've become can't fucking stand the person you've become.

7. Out of the five other people in that picture (that a short while ago, I would have called my best friends), you are the only one I still speak to, and I'm so scared that I'll lose you too.

8. You're my comic relief, and I don't know what I'd do without you.

9. I neglect you. I always have. We all do it, and you've always treated me like the best thing in your world.

check

If we were a movie, you'd be the right guy, and I'd be girl that you'd fall in love with.
First thing that came to mind.

I want what everyone else has. What have I done to deserve this boring, depressing, un-fun life :(

i wish i could be who i really want to be, not who i should be.

I'm waiting on my college letter.

If I don't get out of this place I will literally kill myself.

I can't stand this space.

In my dream last night, my dog came back to life. I gave her something to eat, and it poisoned her.

I love "The way I see it" messages on starbicks coffee cups.... especially this one :)
The way I see it #186 The world i smaller than you think, and the people on it are more beautiful than you think.

I need to find balance.

want my confirmation email :(

That wasn't me. But I wish it was because I feel that way too.

falling in-love with you more and more each day..i'm loving you too much it's starting to scare me..

I need chocolate.

you cant fool the youth

i love you.

I want to confide in you, I really do. We are so alike that it's often you whom I long to talk with. But I think the thing that stops me the most, even though you insist you want to listen, is I'm afraid you don't mean it, that if I give you that part of me, you won't reciprocate. I need to know about you, all of you, not just the naughty bits. So please forgive me for being aloof, it's just a way of protecting myself.

Better to accept a wrong decision than to regret a missed opportunity.

I am most of the time alone in my appartment. When having no one real to talk to, I reveal my thoughts to my kangaroo plushie instead.

Je t'aime à la folie.

I've lost all the faith in myself and to the fact that I could someday mean something to someone or be something that I wanted to be. And that saddens me more than anything, because I can't blame anyone about it except myself.

BECAUSE.
the seas lift up their voices
the forest sings for joy
the rivers clap their hands and sing
the fields are jubilant with YOUR praise
so i sit here and ask myself
why don't i get up and join them?

BECAUSE
i am selfish
BECAUSE.
the seas lift up their voices
the forest sings for joy
the rivers clap their hands and sing
the fields are jubilant with YOUR praise
so i sit here and ask myself
why don't i get up and join them?

BECAUSE
i am selfish
i am hopeless
i am worthless
i am worn
i am nothing
yet, i am LOVED
as i watch the water
coming towards me
glistening, sparkling, beautiful
i hear the waves crashing
they are worshipping now
and i sit here and ask myself
why don't i get up and join them?

BECAUSE
i am nothing
but now i am LOVED
now i am humbled
now i am covered
now i am showered with YOUR grace
now i am broken
now i am forgiven
i am a child of I AM
a child of I AM
so i stand here listening
to the worshippers all around me
they're all over nature
and now i'm joining in
to this worship that makes my heart spin

BECAUSE
HE's my creator
HE gives me life
HE's my wonder
HE makes me see
HE's my forgiver
HE has covered me
HE'S my SAVIOR
HE is my SAVIOR

I believe in forever.

PUT YOGURT IN YOUR COOKIES.
SRSLY U GUISE.
SRSLY.
YOGURT.
U GUISE.

From now on, I will always carry a Sharpie to write uplifting messages in bathroom stalls.

i just wanted to tell you all that i slipped my brother 3 liquid viagras at a house party once. He kept disappearing to the toilet, for very long periods of time. He still doesnt know. Haaaaaaaaaaa!

If i plant a sesame seed, would i grow a seasame street?

Is uranus an inter-galactic vortex, or just a smelly black hole?

Every 8 seconds a woman is beaten in the US. Why isn't this a fucking emergency?

I didn't think I'd fall so easily again, not after what happened last time. It's a wonderful feeling, yet totally new. It's different than last time; not in a good way, but not in a bad way either. It's exciting and it fills me up inside, it flows into every part of me that I felt was empty. I want you to know, no, I need you to know, that I think I love you.

You treat me like you love me way more than you actually do. If you really loved me you'd shut up when you see me and kiss me already.

γνῶθι σεαυτόν.

I miss you like crazy. You make me feel like such a fucking psychopath. It's been 7 days since I last saw you and already, I'm completely miserable. How am I going to make it until the next time I see you?
I miss the sound of your voice, and the feeling of your lips on mine. I miss having our fingers intertwined, and the sense of safety I feel when your arms are wrapped around my body.
I miss you like crazy. You make me feel like such a fucking psychopath. It's been 7 days since I last saw you and already, I'm completely miserable. How am I going to make it until the next time I see you?
I miss the sound of your voice, and the feeling of your lips on mine. I miss having our fingers intertwined, and the sense of safety I feel when your arms are wrapped around my body.
You are a safe haven for me, in a world of people with bad intentions.
Never has anyone had this kind of control over me. I'm wrapped around your little finger, but I'm not afraid. Know why? Because you're wrapped around mine too.
Please come home. I need you.

What's the difference between a duck? One of its legs are both the same.

I loved you. I loved you with every single piece of me. But it wasn't enough. You wanted to see what else is out there. I stupidly agreed to let you go, but only because I wanted to make you happy. I hoped you realize what you were missing, I hoped that was me. I was wrong; you found someone else. I now realize that if I hadn't let you go, you wouldn't have found this other person. I guess this is for the better. I just wish it didn't hurt so much.

Hey this is my Friend Turunga.

Sometimes I try to list all the things that would surprise me more than if a MASSIVE multi-colour polka dotted tea pot flew into earth from outer space and destroyed everything except me and a purple, fuzzy left slipper.
There isn't much.

Two years ago, I told my uber-Christian mother I no longer believed in her god. She and my sisters have treated me like a stranger ever since. I believe in myself.

Don't worry, she'll be fine
That is what they told me
As the monster within her
Slowly killed her from the inside out
Don't worry, she'll be fine
Chemotherapy weakened her frail body
But she never let it show
Until one day, she didn't wake up
For once, she might not be fine
Don't worry, she'll be fine
That is what they told me
As the monster within her
Slowly killed her from the inside out
Don't worry, she'll be fine
Chemotherapy weakened her frail body
But she never let it show
Until one day, she didn't wake up
For once, she might not be fine
We were worried, but her heart beat on
Boom, boom
Then it grew silent
She wasn't fine.
Nothing was fine.

The Best Scones Ever
3 C all-purpose flour
½ C sugar
2 tsp salt
2½ tsp baking powder
3/8 C butter
Mix together. Add 2 cups berries (of your choice). Add enough milk to form dough. Press into circle shape, cut in to 8 even triangles.
Bake at 350° F for 20-25 minutes.

I hate you. That's all there is to it. I hate all the shit you put me through, and that after that, you still try to talk to me like we're friends. What the fuck is that about?

I am REALLY going to miss you when you're gone.

It's really hard to act chill about this when just two weeks ago you told me you needed me. I know you meant it at the time, and things change, so on and so forth, the distance was too much.. But the words are burnt into my brain. I can't eat or sleep knowing that at some point you told me there was no distance that could hold us back. The problem is I can't rightfully be a bitch to you because you were never a jerk to me. This frustrates me deeply.
I miss knowing I was yours, and you were mine.

If I could put that night on repeat,
and live it forever, I would.
For whatever reason, that was the best night of my life.
Everything about it was just right.
Being with you made it right.
You changed how I see the world.
I trust people because of you. I feel beautiful because of you.
Sometimes when I'm all alone, I laugh for no reason.
You were the first person that I was able to trust this much,
to be this comfortable around, to be this close to,
without being afraid. The first person to tell me that
you don't want to hurt me, and also the first person
to mean it.

You are perfect for me.
I love you, and I want to tell you that,
but I'm scared that if you knew just how much you mean to me,
you would be afraid, and you would leave.

A heart is just a heart, it can break and fall apart, it can bleed and stop and start, 'cause a heart it just a heart.

Yo y mis putas ansias.

Sometimes I wonder if you truly understand what you mean to me. Even if in the next few days, weeks, months, something goes wrong. I don't care. I'll always want you to be here. Always.

My love of cheese is not ordinary.
Just kidding.
What I really want to say is --
I'm myself. No one can change that.
I'm human, I make mistakes.
I'm a lover, not a fighter, though I do like to fight a lot.
And I really do like cheese.
Especially the stringy kind.
It's my sin.
Like Ben and Jerry's Ice-cream.
Mouthgasm, kthnxbai.
Anyway --
Yeah. That's pretty much all I've got to say.
peace, love, chicken-grease. <3

Who is this?

"... and I HATE to be missed."

How I have loved one woman for 3 years. But alas my heart wanders to a love over ten years ago. How when I'm with her we have a connection that could be cut or grabbed from the thin or heavy air. How I lie and say she is just a buddy, a friend, a chum or just a connection to my past. How I lay awake thinking, fantasizing of kissing her, touching her, fucking her. While my dear love layes aside me. How I see her face when my love is screaming my name. How I wish she was my love from long ago. She is charming and clever. Like me and our eyes are at pure level. Who will see me will her to me. But I'm terrified to end something so long. My legs are restless and so is my heart. I will die in new York city. Hopefully with her holding my hand.

Chelsea is a rather neat lady.

Everyone is different, no one is special.

6 weeks in Ireland. Best time of my life.

William, thank you.

I am in love with you. I wasn't expecting this, but here I am and I'm terribly scared. If I told you I loved you, would you stay?

I love my boyfriend so so so so so much. And I know he loves me. I love how his amazing positivity will out balance when I'm negative. He's the best.

I lost faith in the world. Then I met you. Regardless of it's futility, I soldier on in the hopes that one day you will love me. Sure, I'll be friends. I just need to stop loving you first.