My Mother took her life 26 days ago. No notes but there were bags of stuff for us. I can't stop crying. I wish she'd have left me a note.

I'm still trying to decide if the last six and a half years was not a complete waste. All I know is that since you left, I have not been myself. I miss you.

The sex with you is amazing, I havent been this satisfied in years. you never leave my mind, what do I do about you?

Handsome husband who is kind and good to me. I am in good shape and beautiful. He's a Sexual Anorexic. Tired of living with a God that doesn't like intimacy.

I cannot wait until I'm finished with med school. Then I can finally leave my drug addicted boyfriend and will available for someone with more ambition like me.