i am sitting on a bench. i see a million black guys walk by. but then i see one white. he has black hair, skinny jeans, and a t shirt for hollywood undead. i want to approach him. but i'm scared. scared of what he might think. because i am an african american. of course a million white girls surround him. but then he sees me, sitting alone."what's wrong?" he asks"well, i see all these black guys,...

okay so the deal is i am wondering what i should be for halloween. i want to be a valley girl from the 80's but i have no idea how to be that. i bought i dress with ruffles and neon pink jacket with zippers but the thing is the dress is black. what should i do to make the dress look more like its from the 80's and what should i add to the costume? now i have to ramble on because i dont have enough...

i, kayla williamson, was born june 14 1998. my mom was watching michae; jordan play basketball. the nurse almost dropped me head first when i was being delivered. i weighed 5 pound and 3 ounces and i was 29 inches long.my mom stayed in the hospital for 3 days.my mom was 16 or 17 years old when they started going to clubs. my mom and her sisters and friends used to hang out at tom simmons house on...

dear mom,i had another breakdown today. it was towards my grandaddy. well your father. it just happened so fast. i told him about my stomach and he just starts yelling and all at once i couldnt take it anymore. i yelled back at him and i screamed to let me out of the car but he wouldnt do it. i love my grandad to death but at that point i knew he didnt care about me. no one does. i dont care about...

dear mom,i feel kinda crappy and really hurt. that girl that i told you about, she's just a manipulative bitch. everytime she wanted something, she would rub all on my arms and touch on me and shit. but that's not the bad part. the bad part is i was her friend when no one else would be. i let her sleep in my clothes. i let her sleep in my bed while i slept on the floor. i took her shopping, i...

dear mom,how are you feeling. i hope your feeling good. i've been feeling okay, my friend got to spend the night. not the one from elementary school but the one from the school i go to. i kinda think she likes me but then again i dont because i'm not sure if she even likes girls. you know i like girls but she doesnt know. i want to ask her but i'm scared it will ruin our friendship. i got lucky...

dear mom,i didnt kill myself....not yet at least. i apologize for going off on you like i did. i just coudn't help it. i love you mom. and i hope you love. sometimes i do question your love for me. only because i cant remember us ever having a real conversation with us both talking. of course because i was only a little kid when you died. i told the doctors how i felt the other day and they just...

dear mom,i dont know if i can take this life anymore. i just feel so freakin crappy. all i can think about is death, and dying, and i'm sitting here crying. asking myself, do you even care about these letters that i write you. do you? sometimes i dont think you do. i dont know what hell i was thinking. thinking that you love me, you barely even knew me. and i while you get to sit there, up in...

dear momi know i dont really talk to you about boys. but i feel like if i do, i can get even closer to you. so......first up, i'm bisexual. please dont hate me for it. i've had crush on my best friend for a few years now. she knows it though, she doesnt seem to mind it. at the same time though, i feel jealous of her. even though she calls herself a slut (she kinda is) i still have feelings for...

dear mom,wuts up. i'm not really doing too well today. i had a break down this morning. i almost ran away but they caught me before i could really go anywhere. i miss you. and i guess it's a good thing they caught me because if not i would be dead right now. i wonder how you feel, to know that i'm always so depressed. to know that i want to die. this morning, when me and kay spoke, she told me...

dear mom,i know i've already written a million letters but i decided to write you some more. you know i have a book called letters to mom, but that one is for me only. i'll still be talking about the same things, but that one will be more frequently and not online. well, at least not right now. so anyway, how have you been? i miss you. i still listen to that song that reminds me of you. and it...