No lie, I just walked into my house, it's 5:30am, only to find a Justin Bieber look alike sound asleep on the couch in my living room... What. Am. I. To. Do.

I was that super drunk guy at the creek yesterday... no ragrets at all.

I'm getting kind of tired of being the nice guy who does everything for everyone and never getting any respect. I'm nice because I think it's the right thing to do, not because of ulterior motives. But really, the complete lack of respect is getting pretty old. Demons run when a good man goes to war.

I feel like people are always saying that I should just get over things. I'm sorry. When people hurt me I don't let them think everything's okay.

My confession: I suffer from anxiety attacks. I dont like telling my parents because they worry about me enough as it is i dont want to worry them more. and they tell me to talk to my friends, but then they also say not to burden other people with my problem. So i pretty much end up feeling more alone which doesnt help. im not getting any better because i have no one to turn to to help me get over this...

Today at breakfast I realized all of my closest friends are Mormons and I'm not one. I asked my boyfriend why and he thought for a minute and then said "because you're boring." But like, they're not normal Mormons. My closest friend she's back in Cali and is getting over a homosexual relationship with a girl that abused her. What do you guys think? Is it chance or is it because of me and my personality?

I wake up everyday in love with this world, there may be many problems but at the end of the day the sun still shines and am still breathing :) Be happy people, be grateful!

Reading NAU's confessions makes having the runs a little bit bearable