I cry everyday.

I can't remember my childhood. The earliest I can recall is the 6th grade, when I moved in with my aunt. Everything else is just a haze.

i like it when men find me attractive. i just can't stand having sex with them.

Your dad hits on me and gropes me all the time and I'm afraid to say anything because I know you won't do anything about it.

I don't know how to tell my Girl riend that she has a drinking problem. Her laundry bills are getting expensive.