| | 10440 | | I guess I need to start lifting more...I guess thats what I need to do...I guess my arms need to be a big as his if she'll think about me...I guess thats what I need to do... | | | | | 10439 | | So I was excited. I was chillin with this girl. I just started a new job and she had just started about a week before me. I'm really feelin' her. She's good lookin and fuckin awesome. She has a couple of flaws but doesn't everybody? I know I do. Anyway...thats not the point. We've been hanging out a lot and we've fooled around a couple of times. Today I heard her talking on the phone to her friend who was hosting a shindig that we went to tonight and she started talking kinda funny. I had a strange feeling that she was talking about me. She said something along the lines of "I don't want to ruin what he's got goin for him" and
"please don't let that come up tonight... ...thanks." Then at the party, she was telling her friends about this date that she is having this saturday. Someone she went to high school with. "his arms are this big" she said while holding her hands about 8 inches apart. Captain of the baseball team, etc. you get the idea. So what do I do? I get another beer. I heard her talking about the dude randomly texting her earlier in the day but I didn't know they were going on a date. fuck this. I don't even know why I'm obsessing over this so much. She thinks she's not good enough for me. She even told me this. I responded with something along the lines of "fuck that shit." I just don't know what to do. This whole shit is driving me to drink. I never really drank that much until I turned 21 and got this new job. Now I feel like I drink like an alcoholic. I can easily go without the booze, I just always end up drinking it. Fuck all this...I need to stop obessing over this girl.
Give me another beer.
no...fuck that...I'm going to sleep. | | | | | 10438 | | i hate my best friend because all she ever talks about is drugs and raves and she is totally blinded by them and has become terribly ignorant. | | | | | 10437 | | i work at a coffee shop and sometimes when rude people ask for their drinks to be made with skim milk i make them with 1%. | | | | | 10430 | | when i run, i run away from you but you keep catching up. | | | | | 10429 | | how long am i meant to put up with my boyfriend being an asshole? i think i love him too much. he takes all these drugs and i cant handle it anymore. i used to be able to put up with it.. but im worth stopping for. im not up myself and think im perfect but i am a great girlfriend and i am good looking. he should think he is so lucky but he just doesnt care. he tells me he loves me but like the song says.. its only words.. i wish he would tell me he wants to stop taking it cos he loves me so much that he doesn't need to take it. instead, he gets fucked up every weekend. he waits.. and plans.. so he doesn't have to see me so he can get messed up. with his best friend. i hate his best friend. i would kill him if i could. he's ruining my life.. he's ruining everyone's lives. | | | | | 10427 | | I hate finance. | | | | | 10422 | | I really want to hook up with this girl...but I def. don't think she's into me...but I'd like to be into her..if you know what I mean...I wonder if she really was tired because she stayed up all last night writing a paper or if she just needed an excuse to get the hell out of there...I'd really like to know... | | | | | 10421 | | I'm trying to remember someone I have lost. Remember the good times, when we were together they just kept coming and I didn't put much effort into writing them down or in anyway trying to hold on to them. Now without any warning that person is gone. And the more I try to remember the good times, the harder it gets every day. | | | | | 10418 | | I'm a 19 year old guy and I wear girls panties, last night a friend of mine found out why. | | |
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