I have taken in your daughter as if she was one of my own & yet you will never take my son in as yours. That will forever make me sad and secretly resent you.

I often times wonder how many people will miss me when I'm gone. I fear the number will be devastatingly small.

I'm beginning to come to the realization that I'm a flake. I don't know how or when this happened after high school, but I'm sorry I lost touch.

I have a strong intuition. I will always know whats going on in these kind of situations. Don't ask me how because I can't tell you. I didn't ask for this.

I'm 24 years old and I have an extreme pancake phobia. I can't be within 20 feet of a pancake.