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Dec 26, 2003 00:13

Post anything that you want, and post it anonymously. Anything.
A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.

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anonymous December 26 2003, 20:48:55 UTC
Everyone has secrets and desires, some are not even known to the heart, some are. If we look hard enough it might happen that we could learn ourselves, learn the feelings that we yearn to have but have never let ourselves realize. What is in our hearts? What are our deepest thoughts and desires? Could my deepest desire be to have something that I can’t have or is it something I already have but have not learned to the fullest extent. How is it that we can be so confused in life about our own selves and then think to help others? Know thyself… and then what? Well that is the hardest part, to know thyself. What is it that I want? I want to be loved and they say that they only way to be loved is to love yourself first. Well what happens if you love yourself and then forget what it is to love yourself. I do not mean in the physical way of touching and feeling the places between our legs but I mean to love the soul that we carry. Love the person that is us. Be our own lover, not to float along and let someone else try to love for us. But ( ... )

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anonymous December 26 2003, 21:02:25 UTC
Something anonymous:
I'm afraid that I'm wrong. I have all of these opinions about equality that I believe so strongly in and support so strongly whenever anyone challenges them, but what if I'm wrong? Like I have this idea that people are people no matter their gender and that I shouldn't be the typical stay-at-home wife who cooks and cleans, but everything else tells me that's what I should be. So what if they're right? I would be miserable in that life. Look at my mom. I want to be able to support a family of my own without having to depend on anyone else. I'm just afraid that I might be wrong...

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No Poon? anonymous December 27 2003, 02:06:54 UTC
Iam going to be alone all my life and will not get anymore poon. I must accept this and live with it.

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Alone in a crowd... anonymous December 27 2003, 02:50:16 UTC
Sometimes I feel like my friends don't seem to care about me or even notice me. They all seemed too wrapped up in themselves and I feel like I'm looking at them through a foggy pane of glass; they see me, but don't see me. Perhaps it's simply typical of their age group (late teens and early twenties), but I feel that they hear me, but don't listen. That they just don't care enough to listen. Part of me wishes I could just shut them all out, to close up so tightly inside that it wouldn't matter whether they cared or not. Part of me wonders whether any of them would cry at my funeral were I to die tomorrow. I feel so very alone, so lost, and no one seems able to empathize. My heart is so heavy and my burdens seems so great ( ... )

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anonymous December 28 2003, 01:53:22 UTC
I believe that we live in a society that is always telling us to listen to others but focus on ourselves. I know that most of the people I know are so self-concerned that they can’t seem to hear when other people care, or at least try to care. In fact I know several people who call to hear about you but only talk about themselves. And then complain that when they spent time with me alls I did was talk about myself and they didn’t even get a chance to say what is on their mind. And yes there are always more then one side to a story but this is how I notice them with everyone. Everyone is self-concerned, so much that they talk and talk and talk about themselves and when they really need someone no one is there for them cause they have talked so much about themselves that no one wants to hear it anymore. I think that it is time that we stop complaining about ourselves and start doing something, no we are not going to die from a broken heart we have not lived long enough to love that much or that hard. I know what love is and I ( ... )

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