I’m sick of this life not that you care I’m not the only one with whom these feelings I share ..→

First day on the job went well, and I felt a small, personal victory when my notoriously intimidating boss, who everyone warned me about, cornered me by the coffee machine. ..→

Being mean to you was a poison I chose to drink, hoping it would make me feel powerful, but it only left a bitter aftertaste of shame. ..→

There's this guy that has no idea how in love I am with his body, how my entire focus narrows to the pinpoint of his existence whenever he's near. ..→

I have serious issues with men who think "emotional labor" is a type of construction work and that my only valid opinions are on what to order for dinner. ..→

To Whom It May Concern (and let's be honest, it doesn't), Please accept this letter as formal notification that I am resigning from my position as [Your Job Title], effective immediately. ..→

I miss being touched, so I try to be gentle with myself instead of angry about it. ..→

I posted a smiling selfie an hour later like my life was spotless. ..→

I miss a person who doesn’t exist anymore—and I hate myself for still looking for them in strangers. ..→

I said I was “busy.” That was the lie that let me keep my hands clean. ..→

I keep people close enough to want me, far enough to never hurt me. ..→

I miss chances I didn’t take because I was scared. ..→

I don’t like this life! ..→

So I built an alternate self online. ..→

I sent the message I was avoiding. ..→

I like Natalie Portman .. ..→

I keep rereading old messages like they’re a different life. ..→

I like this guy but he's completely emotionally unavailable. ..→

Sometimes I stay up late because it’s the only time nobody expects anything from me. ..→

I hate how harsh I was with myself for being sensitive. ..→