I've been jacking off a lot since finals started... about 6 times a day. I've been trying to hit up random bitches to come over so I can get my butt sucked.

confession: I hate going to the gym with my friends. I know its bad, but they're all skinnier than me. Whenever I'm on the treadmill I can feel people longing at my skinny friends and then looking disgusted at my fat. I'm not fat, a little chubby, but not fat. I just look fat when i'm running next to someone skinny. I keep going because I want to be healthy, but I don't invite them to join me anymore.

I rather go unnoticed than being compared. I know this makes me a bad friend, but I hate being judged :(

I keep finding its getting harder and harder to find reasons to keep myself alive.

Having depression at a young age is terrible. Why me... Why can't I be happy. I've had those days I just want to end everything but know subconsciously I won't do it. What if this pain gets stronger and I end up doing something. All I keep asking myself is why do I have to be this person that feels this way. Gets hurt all the time and no one cares. I have a huge heart but at the end of the day I end up in my room on my bed crying for some change in my life. No family, many acquaintances. I'm just lonely, I need something to lift me up.

Every time I watch Orange is the New Black, I get incredibly horny. I attack my girlfriend and we always have the best sex ever!

I take birth control because it helps regulate my period and control my acne; however, I am not sexually active. When I went to the pharmacy to have it refilled, the woman at the desk stared at me, smiled, and said "Enjoy." :|

One of my friends is one of my best friends on snapchat only because I send him nudes on a daily. #noshame

All semester long I've been telling my co workers, friends, and family that Im shaving my head this summer because Im too lazy to fix my hair, when really my first chemo treatment for gastric cancer is in June and only my boyfriend knows since he was there when I was diagnosed.