When people break up it always floors me. Even when I don't know them well. It freaks me out- always has always will. It makes me feel weird and sad.

I had a weird dream about a past flame- if you could even call him that. I said 'no' again and out he came, totally mean and awful.

I was being watched the whole time. It was New Years Eve

I cried with guilt when I saw my first lying on the couch alone. We used to spend it together.

I was in my basement and the fat crazy man from a few blocks away tried breaking in. I screamed like the woman in Avatar. He's sick he's sick he's sick he's sick