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<title>I don't want to dream the way I did last night. It only made me </title>
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<description>I don't want to dream the way I did last night. It only made me realise that I still miss you and I don't want to miss you. I'm tired and it's getting old. I just hope you're okay. As for me, I'll get by, but for what it's worth, San Francisco isn't the same without&nbsp;you!  21m</description>
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<title>16M Im a sexually active teen. Ive been in a very good relations</title>
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<description>16M Im a sexually active teen. Ive been in a very good relationship for about a year now with a nice girl 15, but something keeps bothering me. My girlfriends sister 1 year older is always subtly flirting with me when im at their house. and the problem is i like it. whenever my girlfriend is not around i always peck her cheek or something. so finally, 2 days ago, my gf went to the store, while i was at their house, and her sister walks in. we end up making out on a bed and undressing a little. all of a sudden my gf walks in the room. but she doesnt look pissed. she comes over to the bed and begins kissing her sister. then they start taking off my clothes and we start having a&nbsp;3some. I must have orgasmed 3&nbsp;times.</description>
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<title>Gift of remorse is one I have never been given. It somehow stran</title>
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<description>gift of remorse is one I have never been given. It somehow strangely fits into the tapestry of intimacy. What greater bond could grow from raw truth. For in it trust is born. I tell you my deepest evils, what more is there to keep from you What unknown could you fear, if I open the rotten remains of my own misdeeds, for you know if I err again, will I not tell you then&nbsp;too Do you not think I already know Love, I saw it in your avoidance before. I saw it in your shoulders for days after. I see it in your eyes, yet to this day. You told me in so many ways without telling me. Oddly I loved you more because you became real and you put away your protective arrogant mask. The shame is becoming humility. Let it be. Let it be forgiven. For I forgave you before it happened. I knew. You are human. To err is human. To accept that only breeds&nbsp;love.  My love, I too have failed you. I let unmet needs take me places I never intended to go. I too was ashamed, because I knew it was you that I loved. Please forgive me as I try to forgive&nbsp;myself.  Life has been hard enough on you. Don't you be so hard on yourself. Being human really is a beautiful thing. I shall take your friendship or your heart, but the Lord knows I prefer the later&#8230;even knowing&#8230;even&nbsp;now.</description>
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<title>I'm sorry I introduced you to him&#8230;he is such a jerk.  I am</title>
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<description>I'm sorry I introduced you to him&#8230;he is such a jerk.  I am such a bitch to you and you are always so good to me. Thank you for always being there for&nbsp;me.</description>
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<title>&#8230;The one remaining question is, what do we do with such a </title>
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<description>&#8230;The one remaining question is, what do we do with such a bond Protected, guarded, previously broken, are we able to risk Will we cherish this in sight and sound alone, or will we some day be able to reach and touch Not the physical touch we love and long for, but the openness that terrifies us. How can we build into one these two walls of stone I still just don't see how this ever came to be. How do we even know what we each hide locked inside How Yet we do, don't we We know. Me, I just want to fill that vacant hole in your heart. I long for you to shield me while I heal, bud and blossom. Our very souls would so intertwine that two wholes would be one, yet still be such fulfilled and perfect two. Respect, Trust and Success could never escape us. You could lead us no where but the top because I so believe in you. You wow me. Behind every great man is a woman who sees what I see in&nbsp;you.   &#8230;Its just the how As tough as it is going to be for you, the &#8220;how&#8221; is up to you. You are not afraid of any other risk in life. You fear nothing&#8230;Well almost nothing&#8230; Don't fear losing me or somehow them you won't. You are the one who has the instinct and understanding when it comes to matters of timing. You will know when. You will know how and you will know what the end result will look like. You do that best. It is your place. I may see us one way and you may see us another. You have my trust and my respect. This is your ground. You take the lead and say what goes on here. I shall always give my say, of that we both know, but you will always have the final say because I see you as a man of honor, willing to shoulder the blame of our stumbles. And I will be your greatest admirer, as the end will results of your efforts are always astonishing. .&nbsp;.</description>
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<title>So many words, yet the burg it never even touches. Roots go deep</title>
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<description>So many words, yet the burg it never even touches. Roots go deep. It is your words I long to hear. To be a butterfly and silently land and listen as you converse with others. Even better still, to hear what others will never hear. Yoru deep well holds much, I sense. So much that a life time of love could never soak up. Will you ever see, you are safe with me Not sure you will ever fully trust, but it is no longer due to lack. Where better to bury deep treasures than in an even deeper well Of what do I speak It is time to rest. Most times you are correct in what you say, yet of one thing you are wrong I do need you. It is a deeper need than I can comprend. It is unrelated to clingy or selfish. My pride calls me selfish and mistaken. My heart and soul refuse to relent. So I speak it here and here&nbsp;alone. Yes, so many more things to do than to spill words of black into empty whiteness, but these emotions only submit when acknowledged. I can park them to show them I see, then they wil abate and let me live. If I refrain, they overtake me and break me. Be it real or just a fruitless desire, it is what motivates me to be what I can be. I survive for them. I thrive because of&nbsp;you.</description>
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<title>And hearts, they don't lie, they just quiver in&nbsp;fear.</title>
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<description>And hearts, they don't lie, they just quiver in&nbsp;fear.</description>
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<title>I wish I could tell you how much I miss having you around, havin</title>
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<description>I wish I could tell you how much I miss having you around, having you as a friend and just everything we had without it feeling like I'm leading you on. I miss you and I love you, I always will, I'm not sure what went wrong but I screwed it up more than it ever should have been. I can't believe I cheated on you, you did not deserve that and I pray to god you never find out because I know it would crush you. I wish things were easier for us both, I wish we could be friends without it being weird, I wish I would have actually communicated with you when things were bothering me instead of bottling it up until it drove me away from you. Do I think things will ever work out for you and I, no. And that's purely because of what I did, I cannot forgive myself for the things I did, nor can I bring myself to admit them to you. You deserve so much more than I ever could give you. I can only hope that in time we both can find ourselves and move&nbsp;on.</description>
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<title>I just recently had an abortion. I live with my grandparents. My</title>
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<description>I just recently had an abortion. I live with my grandparents. My grandpas a preacher. They'll never&nbsp;know.  i wish post secret was what it used to&nbsp;be</description>
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<title>I love everything about men. I enjoy their smell, their roughnes</title>
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<description>I love everything about men. I enjoy their smell, their roughness, their taste, their loyalty and their unwavering&nbsp;devotion.  Then I met you&#8230;and you changed my views completely. I hate&nbsp;you.</description>
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<title>9186 are you of the male species thats rare and beautiful! so th</title>
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<description>9186 are you of the male species thats rare and beautiful! so thanks, sounds like a beauiful soul you speak&nbsp;of.</description>
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<title>I feel like I don't have a mom. And it hurts. I want someone to </title>
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<description>I feel like I don't have a mom. And it hurts. I want someone to tell everything too. I can't tell my best friend anything because she tells her boyfriend, and he tells all of his friends. I lost my old best friend when I left my mom's house. She doesn't even acknowledge my existence anymore. I want a boyfriend, and my first flipping kiss. I let everyone else pile everything on me but I don't want anyone else to have to bear the burden on my shoulders. I will help my friends to the ends of the earth, but will do the trip by myself. I don't let anyone know how I'm feeling and feel guilty if I do. It sucks. And it hurts. And I want someone to be able to spill my heart out too that won't judge me. Because I feel like no matter what, they all judge me. I just want&nbsp;someone&#8230;</description>
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<title>I'm getting closer and closer to where I need to be. The final d</title>
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<description>I'm getting closer and closer to where I need to be. The final destination will be self evident. I can't&nbsp;wait.  what's up with the math&nbsp;questions</description>
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<title>Im aware that I am an unintelligent waste of space right now. Yo</title>
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<description>Im aware that I am an unintelligent waste of space right now. Youve inspired me to change though, and all the steps I take from this moment on will be done for you. You opened my eyes to the light that others probably view me in, and for that I thank you. I hope one day, after this change is made, you can look at me and be proud. I feel like I let you down intellectually, and someone as special as you doesnt deserve that. You deserve someone of a higher understanding ability, and Im going to try my damn best to make sure you get that. I want you to one day see me as something other than what I&nbsp;am.</description>
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<title>Ps. You still owe 17 kisses. Don't think I have&nbsp;forgotten! </title>
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<description>Ps. You still owe 17 kisses. Don't think I have&nbsp;forgotten! Pippin</description>
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