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  • My fears are what make me stronger.

    To overcome them, each and every single one, would make me the strongest person in my world.

    So that's what I'm going to do.

    I'm going to lose my fear for him.
    I'm going to lose my fear for loss.
    I'm going to lose my fear for rejection.
    I'm going to lose my fear for the past. <-- that's the biggest, honestly.

    I'm tired of feeling like I'm not worth anything just because of the past.
    I'm tired of letting it drag me down.
    I'm tired of looking at people hurt themselves and thinking about how that could be me.

    So I'm done.

    I'm done not believing in myself.
    I'm done not being who I want to be.
    I'm done with feeling like shxx.
    I'm done being a pretender.



    Wanna know the truth?

    -I feel like shxx 90% of the time, and I don't know why and so I don't act it.

    -I randomly get really depressed and all I do is cry. And I hate that.

    -All I do is wish. But I can never make my wishes a reality.

    -I want to be average. I want to struggle. I want to be an ordinary no-life. Then maybe some people wouldn't get mad at me so much.

    - I used to be suicidal. I knew exactly how I was going to kill myself and what I would say in my good bye letters. (All the important people in my life would get a letter to themselves, then everyone else who wasn't as important would get a couple sentences in a giant letter.)

    -I can fake happiness too easily. No one knew I was suicidal until I told them, even after I had already attempted it and failed.

    -I just want a happy family. I want at least three kids, if not more, for me to give up my time to. And I want a husband to love me.

    -I just want love. I want to be someone's hero. I want someone to look up to me one day.




    And, I guess all I'm trying to say is... I'm changing. Finally.
    by the Moon. Female at

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  • The book said that when a woman is unhappy and wants to talk about it, a man feels physically very uncomfortable, because he is ashamed that he can't make her happy. I was wondering how many men out there feel this is true.
    by wondering - OP at

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  • Good luck today. Please be happy no matter how it should turn out!
    by anonymous Male at

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  • lyrics of one good song. maybe you can do this

    I woke up made up my mind
    Youre a tragic waste of time
    I no longer need your help
    I can stand up for myself

    You can beg and crawl the floor
    Im still walking out that door
    Its pathetic how you try
    Makes me laugh to see you cry
    Heres the boy that you deceived
    See him pack his bags and leave
    I no longer need your help
    I can stand up for myself

    Dont you dare to cause a scene
    All those quarrels are routine
    Im as happy as could be
    I have walked away Im free
    Heres the end to all your lies
    Youre a hypocrite goodbye
    I no longer need your help
    I can stand up for myself
    by anonymous at

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  • I'm finally happy.
    by anonymous at

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  • i'm not overweight but i weigh the most out of my group of friends, they're all so happy theyre not the fattest.. idiots.
    by anonymous at

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  • I'm definitely in the same boat as you. I too am confident in myself and happy with where I'm at, it's just that I don't think that where I'm at is as good as my boyfriend claims. The important thing though is that he sees it. And he's dated some pretty girls before, so sometimes I begin to half hope that he may even be right. But I guess it's all perspective in reality.
    by Anaitus Female at

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  • "I am going to be different. I am going to dance when I want to, smile, twirl around like a child. I will be happy and crazy and most of all, I am going to be MYSELF."
    best verbs I read in a long time
    by anonymous at

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  • For once, for once in my life - I'm happy to be PMSing. ;)
    by anonymous Female at

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  • All I've ever long for
    Is someone to hold
    For someone who understands
    The pain I feel without needing to be told

    All I've ever prayed for
    Is someone I can cry to
    An angel to wipe my tears away
    When life is going the wrong way

    Who will hold my hand?
    Who can guide me through this confusing land?
    Who will hold my hand?
    And help me come to terms with what I don't understand.

    Many a time I've been there
    Hugging another who just needed someone to care
    Countless days of my past
    I've helped others first, happy to be last

    But my eyes still fill with tears
    And my heart is frozen with fear
    As I face another night alone
    I stare out the window praying for an angel of my own

    Who will hold my hand?
    Who can guide me through this confusing land?
    Who will hold my hand?
    And help me come to terms with what I don't understand.

    Who will be there for me?
    Who will help my love burst free?
    Who, when the storm brews and the rain falls
    Will fly to the rescue upon hearing my call?

    Who will help me understand?
    Who will guide me through this troubled land?
    Who will feel my pain and....
    Who...will hold...my...hand?
    by oz at

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  • well figure it out....cause if you tell her things just to make her happy...even though you don't feel that way...it will hurt her in the end anyway
    by anonymous at

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  • everything you said and promised was all a lie, i knew it all along but thought for once i was going to be happy anyway.
    by anonymous at

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  • And then, suddenly, it happened. And I've never been so happy.
    by anonymous at

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  • I hate how even though I know you're lying to me I want to and somewhat believe it anyway.

    I don't know what it is, but I am usually the one with them wrapped around my finger.

    I am not Too happy about this.
    It's almost like you could tell me the grass was green because at night gnomes painted it green.


    You are driving me crazy, I am so in love with you.

    How the hell can I make this go away.
    I feel so Vulnerable
    by At a Loss at

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    I act so happy in front of everyone...
    by anonymous at

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  • Hah, I don't things can get much better from here. Granted I'm single, but I'm happy like that... I'm glad she is too. (BTW, I think I'm just going to drop the 'in love' part of my name since it really doesn't fit anymore...)
    by Demon Male at

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  • No, you need to grow up. Thinking about killing people when you see a cool weapon?

    Don't you see - being happy is perfect. You don't need rage, you need motivation. And happiness is the greatest motivator of all.

    G
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  • Infatuation is instant desire. It is one set of glands calling to another.
    Love is a friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.

    Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.

    Love is quiet understanding and the mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by his/her presence even when he/she is away. Miles do not separate you. You want him/her nearer, but near or far, you know he/she is yours and you can wait.

    Infatuation says, "We must get married right away! I can't risk losing you!"

    Love says, "Be patient. Do not panic. Plan your future with confidence."

    Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. If you are honest, you can admit it is difficult to be in one another's company unless you are sure it will end - in intimacy.

    Love is the maturation of friendship. You must be friends before you can be lovers.

    Infatuation lacks confidence. When he/she is away you wonder if he/she is cheating. Sometimes you check.

    Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. Your beloved feels that also and that makes them even more trustworthy.

    Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret later, but love never will.

    Love is an upper. It makes you look up. It makes you think up. It makes you a better person.
    by for those still wondering at

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  • I've been changing. I no longer have fantasies about killing people whenever I see a cool weapon. I no longer have the hope of world domination. I'm actually happy... And I hate it. When I was mad at the world I turned that anger into energy, and that energy into perfecting myself, however now that I'm happy I have no drive... It sucks.. I need rage.
    by anonymous Male at

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  • I told my ex-boyfriend that I was happy for him and his fiance. For the first time in 4 years, I actually meant it.
    by anonymous Female at

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