Collage diary by Minna.
Dylan
Since I have a very low public-embarrassment threshold, I have absolutely no problem broadcasting the following deep, private feelings of mine. Oh shoot, secret alert! Read More »
Naomi
A lot of people are excited by the prospect that almost anything can happen. This thought makes me reach for the nearest blanket and climb under it. Read More »
Katherine
Ahh, fall. It’s the season where girls write Facebook statuses about loving crisp autumn leaves and sweater weather only to turn around two days later and complain about how much they hate the cold in real life. It’s the season where I get dandruff and nosebleeds and deplete drugstores’ stocks of ChapStick. Apparently it’s the season where I overshare, as well. Read More »
I love your thoughts. Thank you.
I especially like the buttface story. Thank you again
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Log in to replyI <3 all you guys.
Log in to reply@Naomi, I think it’s very brave of you to be able to write about your anxiety. You shouldn’t feel ashamed at all. C:
@Katherine’s, I’m in my own school play, but only a crappy side character with like five lines. I’m happy for this though, I’d never be able to memorize the amount of lines the others were given.
Log in to replyi just realised freddie looks kind of evil in that photo
Log in to replyI feel the same thing toward boys that look like they stepped right out of the seventies! They are just so gorgeous ahhh
Log in to replyI think from now on I will carry a picture of a bunny in my wallet at any time, and whenever my friends share a depressing story I’ll take it out saying: that was awful, here’s a bunny.
Log in to replyGo Katherine! superstarrsz
Log in to replyNaomi, I feel you, girl. The fact that I am in college terrifies me because it means that eventually I will graduate from college, and then my real life will start and I’ll have to get a job and make decisions and generally be a responsible person. Ick.
Log in to replyOmg Dylan, I have the greatest obsession for long-hair-don’t-care guys too. It’s bad. And sometimes I’ll see one walking down the halls WITH A GUITAR IN HIS HAND + I really just lose it + my insides undergo mini explosions while on the outside I keep a marble mask on…….
Log in to replyHahahaha so glad to hear I’m not the only one. When they come in TROUPES!…I kind of don’t know how to handle my body, and just stand paralyzed.
Log in to replyshe probably won’t read this, but naomi, you should totally watch the french film Amelie. With subtitles, unless you secretly speak french. but then, that would have been in this super secretive post, wouldn’t it? Anyways, you and Amelie could totally relate.
Log in to replythat is one of the best compliments i’ve ever received. (if that is a compliment)
Log in to replywhoa your Mom was in high school AND college in the 70′s for real. I am thinking about the cutest guy I had a huge crush on in the junior class, long light brown shag and John Lennon glasses
Log in to replyAre you talking about Dylan’s DAD?!
Log in to replyHAHAHA…nope.
Log in to replyi <3 dylan's mom
Log in to reply@Naomi
Log in to replyno idea if you ever tried behaviour therapy for what sounds like an anxiety disorder, but maybe you should. its friggin hard and demanding and painful, but its got comparatively good results.
all the best