Secrets Secrets Are No Fun, Secrets Secrets Hurt Someone.
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  • I don’t think I love you.
  • I was felt up at a dance by some kid I’ll never see again. And I did nothing.
  • I’m scared of everything.
  • I’m scared I will never have an orgasm.
  • I am not a virgin.
  • I say I’m an atheist. But I think I’ve just convinced myself that to be unique.
  • I try so hard to be accepting, I think I end up making myself look like a racist.
  • I’m bisexual.
  • I used to be homophobic.
  • I tried cutting myself. And I hated myself after because I was too scared and too much of a wimp to go through with it until I drew blood.
  • I am addicted to male-male erotic fanfiction.
  • I contribute to half of the gay pornographic fanfiction out there.
  • I don’t miss you.
  • At your funeral, I wasn’t mourning you. I cried for my cousin, the innocent little girl forced to grow up too fast that you left behind.
  • I can never forgive you for screwing up your life so bad that your daughter never got a childhood.
  • The girl I want to help, to stop from committing suicide and popping pills, is really the girl who I talk badly about behind her back, so I can have more friends.
  • I’m a diehard fan; I know every possible thing about this band. And I think I took up my obsession to mask my loneliness.
  • Every time I’m about to leave the house, I clear my computer’s history, in fear that my mom will find the things I’ve written or read or seen or laughed at and think I’m some sex-obsessed freak. But I probably am.
  • I don’t have a true best friend, except for my boyfriend. And he’s the one I’ve kept the most secrets from.
  • I’m terrified of being alone more so than anything that could happen from a horror movie.
  • My first sexual experience was with a girl in third grade who I haven’t spoken to since.
  • I can strip and pole dance surprisingly well.
  • People think I’ve stopped lying. I’ve just gotten better at it.
  • I only let you because you made me feel wanted.
  • I don’t want to let myself fall in love because I’m too scared of heartbreak.
  • Last year, I went completely emo, not because I hated myself, but because it was the trend. No I really do have a reason to hate myself.

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