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The more I search for my passion, the more discouraged and disappointed I
become. Like an addict, I am never satisfied. When will this insatiable thirst
be quenched?

Perhaps people would not call me an “overachiever” if they knew what really
went on in my head.

I always like my boyfriends better after we break up. My ex’s seem much more
attractive when they start seeing somone else. Thats when I really want them. I
have little respect for them when they’re with me.

I’m counting down the days until the semester starts up again. I’m lost without
school. I have nothing to look forward to. Nothing to do or submerse myself
into in order to forget the pathetic existence that is my life.

I confess I hate the Clark Kent and Lana Lang couple. They look like bro-sis
when they kiss, and they have NO chemistry.

In contrast, Lex Luthor and Lana Lang have incredible zest and sexual energy so
forbidden that it can ignite an entire empire state building. I just want them
to bang and have slippery sex for hours until they become addicted to each
other’s love juice.

I have done the worst possible thing ever. This is the most forbidden thing that
anyone can do. I have fallen for a man. Not only have I fell but I have fallen
deep. We agreed to not fall for each other. I think that he has feelings for me
by the way he speaks to me, the way he looks at me, and his kiss —-(sigh). I
do not want to get hurt. I usually am pretty good at guarding my heart. He
somehow made his way in.Do I tell him or do I just enjoy the time that we spend
with each other and let him be the first one to make the next move?

In my college there is this young professor who is sooo full of himself. He will
go to any length to get you to notice him and if you are not interrested he will
be persistent to the point of even stopping class or throwing things in his
lectures to get your attention. When you finally are interrested he will simply
push you away and acts as though you are crazy. Well this M***** F***** should
first ask are you available and do you have kids. I can stand the sight of him
anymore everytime I think of him it makes me sick to think I questioned
everything about myself because of him… One day mister–What goes around
comes around–the same way you made me feel someone is going to do the same to
you. Nobody has the right to play with the feelings of others. Girls next time
you find an idiot professor who is so full of himself advertising that he is
single but, still lives with mommy and daddy (so he has to be home by 11).
Because of this has to take his socal girlfriends to cheap run down motels can
afford anything else. You should be aware of him because all he does is
advertise himself to the whole female population that comes across his path in
the college campus….. BEWARE

It used to be that I was envious of seemingly Everybody because I felt certain
that they wrote better than me. Now it seems as though I have become very
egotistical and I hate most writing except for my own. I’m afraid I’m going to
end up with an English professor who hates my writing and let’s me know about
it. I would be devasted and never write again.

I am afraid that my friend is in love with me. We were out dancing the other
night and he was all over me, the drunker he got, the more awkward it was. When
i saw him the next day he kept staring at me, and everytime i looked up he was
staring. Then he was really mean to my boyfriend the whole afternoon.

Is there anyone out there who has a bigger than average clitoris? Mine is quite
large and I want to know if that is normal?

I’m gay…really thought my adorable, brilliant professor was, too. We’re about
the same age.

I asked him for some help (which i really did need). Then I asked him if he
was gay. It was so f-ing stupid. I apologized like crazy.

We lived in the same area and used the same train station. He was nice to me.
Found out he was straight.

I still feel dumb about this and blush when I see him on campus. But I’d do
him in a heartbeat.

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