I dreamt last night that me and my friends were at a party and we all wore the same shirt with cherries on it. Horrifying.

One time I ran a yellow light that turned red on me as I just stepped through. Unlucky for me there was a cop sitting at the light in the other direction. He turned on his lights but couldn't move because of the car in front of him. I knew I only had several seconds before the light changed again so I quickly made a right turn onto another street and pulled into a plaza and went into a nearby store. I was late for work but at least didn't get a ticket.

This is a non-memory: I never got to go to disneyworld. My parents could never afford to take me. I will make sure my kids get to go.

My grandfather died 3 years ago. After I found out I closed the room of my door and sat in my chair and began crying. I know he's in a happier place now.

I put on a stripshow for my girlfriend on webcam once. She got so turned on by it.

My first time drinking was at 18. We were sitting in an empty bedroom of a friend's house, in the dark, in a circle, passing around a bottle or two of Mike's Hard Lemonade.

Sitting next to you on that precious mountain, laying side by side, inches apart, oblivious to everyone else. There was pure love there, but I didn't say a word. But I have to. I Love You.

I was brutally attacked, in a blow up slide, by friends, boyfriend watching, friends standing a few feet away, parents on a deck, yet I was attacked, practically raped, and will never be the same, I miss who I was. I miss trusting my friends.

The happiest place on earth...

at home with the family... especially on Christmas day

My dreams terrify me, epically the one where I help people kill me, but they still are dreams to me, not nightmares, which may be the scariest part...