As I sit here I think about my past, my present, and my future. One word comes to my mind. Confusion. That is the one word that describes my life. I don't understand what God has planned for me. I just go with the flow of life.I wish I could sit here and tell you that my life is perfect but it isn't. Nones life is. Even the people whose lives look perfect are usually the lives that are most messed...

I am sinking deeper into this puddle of tears. I can not accept what i have done. I guess that means i am in denial. I can't eat. I refuse though I do not want my parents or friends to worry about me. I only want the thing I can not get.I am grateful that so many of my mibba friends have been good to me. I thanks you. You really did make a difference in my life. I am sad, I feel like I always will...

We were the best of friends. We loved each other. I promised him I would not let guys take advantage of me. I also promised I would not hurt myself. I told him everything. I told him that this guy wanted have sex with me and I was going to. He got angry. Angry doesn't even describe how mad he was. He was so disappointed in me. He was so frustrated. He trusted me. I took all that trust away from...