"What was I thinking" is what I say to myself everytime I look at my husband.

My boss told a customer the TV he brought in for repair didn't work because the tube was broken. I broke it.

I'm a female but I love to watch gay male porn. It's a huge turn on for me but I have no idea why.

I never told her I loved her. She married my best friend :( . There isn't anything I can do now. Sometimes I feel so miserable about the whole thing I think about killing myself.

I eat paper. I can't stop. Like notepads and stuff. I nibble on pieces all day.