I'm in love with my best friend and know we could never be together because I'm gay and he's straight. It hurts so much, but I keep going.

I truly believe with all my heart that the world is going to end soon, I'm ok with it because I hate my life anyway.

I love to fart.

I met a random man online. We've talked everyday for the past 3 months. We have a better connection than my husband of 9 years and I've never even seen his pic.

I got fat for you. Now I hate myself for it.