I've just started gambling on sports events and damm it's addicting as hell! Can't wait for tomorrow for the stores and pastries to open again so i can play a little more. I feel empty when i don't play. I now it's bad to feel this way.
Homework=major stressor of my life🙇
I have a thing for putting vegetables up my arse. It all started with a carrot, and now I've moved on to huge aubergines. I wish I could simply marry a vegetable but society won't allow me
I actually have powers. Telekinesis, flight and camo. I'm scared to tell anyone because I fear that the government may do experiments on me.
Been talking to this girl since December. we've been friends this whole time. we talk every day. We've even both said that we talk to each other more than irl friends. We live quite a few states away from each other. I like her. Like a lot. But I'm not sure if I should tell her. Last night she was joking saying "You mean you're telling me there are people out there that might be interested!" And I said "yha, you're talking to one." But she fell asleep (she sent a goodnight message before I sent that) and then this morning, she completely ignored it. So now, I really wanna keep it fully to myself. But I also want to tell her so badly..
I want to let go of the horrible past losing the family I loved but it stills hunts me even though I keep on walking trying to believe one day the horrible thoughts will end.
Life is a battle to extort stuff for personal gain....
About 2-3 months ago I realised I was in love with my best friend, we are in a relationship since then....I'm married and I secretly plan to leave my husband for him.
are there anyone from ITA?
If I could wear my tears as jewels, I would be so wealthy. Their crystalline beauty would dazzle and awe, no one would dare steal them. The overwhelming sadness, a horrible weight, would make my baubles too much of a burden for anyone else to bear. These gems would sparkle as they formed in my eyes, hardening to pale azure as they fell. I could fill chest after chest with their diamond light. I could hang them in clusters and they’d twinkle like stars in the fading moonlight. But I would not share their glow. The memories frozen in each prismatic stone would be mine alone, hidden from curious eyes. I would keep them concealed and locked away for how can someone rich with such misery bear to open her heart for anyone to gaze at the pain-colored glass within?