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I feel alone, and many of the people here make me feel alone.
I matched with a golden gopher football player on tinder and we have been talking ever since ! :) Have any of you had any fun or funny tinder matches?
On the HU website, J-term grades are due March 1st. WTF such a leisurely time interval, seriously?!?
I hate nights like tonight, when I am stuck in my own head and I can't get out. I hate them because I always come to the exact same realization; I hate myself. I hate myself because ultimately, I am alone and I cannot stand that. Although I have friends and family, and I love and care for them dearly, they all have someone else to turn to whenever things get rough. They all have a significant other, or a close relative, or another friend that they are closer to than me. With everyone I know, they have some other person so that when it really matters, I am left by myself.
For a short time, I did have someone who was there for me and me first. Someone who I could turn to at my darkest moments and she would be there, with a word of confidence or shoulder to cry on. But since she left I haven't been as close to anyone as I was her. I mentioned in a previous post how when my last girlfriend left me, something in me broke. I don't miss her, at least I tell myself that, but I miss the feelings of closeness that I had with her. I miss the feeling of holding her in my arms, and how she held me back. I miss the feeling of running my fingers through her hair, or the feeling of her lips pressed against mine. I miss not being alone. They say that things like closeness and physical contact can extend a person's life. I believe them. I believe them because it feels like being alone is going to kill me.
I wish I could tell them. How much they truly mean to me. That without them being in my life, even if it is for a few fleeting moments, I probably would have wasted away into nothing. No, I am not going to kill myself. This isn't a post to say that life would be better without me or anything like that. But I just wish that I wasn't alone anymore. Is that too much to ask?
If you spit your gum on the sidewalk, you're the worst kind of person.
This conversation about attraction to genitalia is making me aroused.
I knocked my 120 dollar glass anal plug off the sink and broke it last night. Life sucks.
Madeline Stauber, I just met you, and you are totes adorbs!!!!