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It's been so long that I don't even look down your street anymore.
It's been so long that I don't even look down your street anymore.
They say that depression runs in my family, but that doesn't help me much right now.
As I paused on the stairs, I couldn't shake the image of her standing alone in the center of the room, crying.
I spent $130 and 4 hours getting ready for a party that I only spent a half hour at because my insecurities got the best of me.
As I walked down the hall with my new mohawk and monitored the casual surprised glances, it came to my attention that I was more happy being the wierd girl than I ever would have been if I was accepted by society.
She screamed as I pulled back the shower curtain and doused her with a pitcher of iced tea.
I wouldn't have been such a bitch if I had known I would never see you again.
I was closing a cereal box one night when I became very aware of my height.
How fitting it was that my best friend's abusive husband died a painful death from melanoma of the rectum.
You know there's something wrong when the most important thing in life is correcting the usage of semicolons.
There was a time in high school when I thought nihilism was cool.
Since my man joined the military, I smile at anyone in a uniform.
As the belt loop on my pants broke at the rehearsal for my brother's wedding, my mother told me I was fat when I only weigh 110 pounds.
As a kid ,I was burning bugs with a magnifying glass when my playmate's father took the glass, zeroed it in on my hand and asked "Do you want to know what the bugs feel"?
I felt a little silly being the one having to model the homemade toga in front of the class.
I was out of prison for nearly a week before I stopped waiting for other people to open doors for me.
After that horrible accident, my mom was on a ventilator and I was the only one who could understand that she was asking to die.
I reckon I was about eight, but I completely recall my sister throwing her nail scissors directly into the back of my knee.
Sometimes, weddings where you don't know anyone are worse than funerals where you know who's in the coffin.
It wasn't until after prom that she told me I was the only guy who didn't bother her by having an erection when dancing with her.
When she told me she was afraid that I was going to leave her for a man, it made me want to.
Immediately after losing my virginity I had a vision of one endless sidewalk in summer illuminated by the afternoon sun.
It wasn't until the eulogy ended that I realized I had been thinking about porn instead of listening.
And so, seven hours before going to VietNam, I went to jail instead for smoking weed grown from seed smuggled back from VietNam.
I've been out of the office for 3 days and everyone thinks I'm swamped catching up on e-mails but, really, I'm just wasting time surfing the Internet until I go to lunch and then go home early.
I experienced best feeling ever when, in the middle of my telling a story (having to do with spray paint and the tree in my backyard), he suddenly leaned over and kissed my forehead.
I actually hug trees: Ponderosa Trees are my favorite because they smell of Vanilla mixed with Butterscotch.
So I told her "When you go to college try to send me a letter."
When I told the emergency room physician it was the worst headache of my life he said, "You will need an MRI, now."
Once upon a time I tossed my favorite hula-hoop into the big tree in my backyard, where it remained for several years, its color fading and circular shape withering.
I went to a party the day we had an abortion, it made me feel good not having to be a parent.
There's nothing quite like a party with two of your ex-girlfriends and one current one.
Five years and an engagement ring later, my brother forgave his ex-best-friend for hitting on his little sister.
It was the night that I learned to sniff before taking a swig.
We only had him for less than 36 hours, but when our new puppy died of giardia, I cried as if I had him for years.
At dinner it was accidentally mentioned that she had died.
She made me feel the best I ever had one year ago exactly and today she managed to take it all back with four little words, "I never loved you."
I went into the final exam confident, came out confident, and I failed.
I never thought I'd see the day when I'd actually get a buzzcut.
I was the smartest person on my floor of my dorm, and probably the richest too, but I was also the only one to flunk out.
There's a picture of you on my wall and sometimes I feel funny about getting naked in front of it.
It was only after the sleepover with whipped cream and pillow fights and her boyfriend on speaker phone that I found out she had lost her virginity to him an hour earlier.
I thought I'd love being a stay at home mom until I realized that I would always be in the house with a kid.
I realized that he never once knocked on my door unless he needed something.
Today I am safe and surviving but I was born to a hateful, abusive family and the end result left me fractured as a multiple.
I always remember the warm summer breeze on my face as a child, looking out towards the ocean some thirty years later the breeze found me once again.
He told me as far as he was concerned we were married, then he died of AIDS.
Just one more day and the most boring of all work courses will be over.
As I stood in the eternal checkout line, the first 12 seconds of "Grease is the Word" skipping endlessly over the sound system, I realized the pretend boyfriend I was describing to the crazy bag lady was you.
She's afraid of me cheating on her with my friend, and, admittedly, I wish I could.
And that's when I decided to let my friends choose their own bridesmaid's dresses when my wedding came.
Five years and a college degree later, I've discovered that a "risk" is essentially defined by the possibility of failure.
I wish new puppies came with a warranty and a box of diapers.
It wasn't until the six-year-old boy shouted, "Geronimo!" that I realized what he meant when he said he wanted to play Superman.
It was hard to go through with the abortion after finding out just seconds beforehand that I was pregnant with twins.
Because my mother lost her faith while hiding in a circus during the Third Reich, I was raised a carnie brat, looking for true religion all over the world.
My boyfriend has figured out that the "insomnia" I suffer from when I stay at my own place is actually just "unwillingness to go to bed alone."
After his third trip through anger management class, I realized he was a frequent flyer and that it was time for me to pull the goddamn ripcord.
Now I know what my mother meant when she said, "You'll understand when you're older."
The amazing thing is that I managed to turn a hundred thousand euro's into an STD via 300+ bargirls in less than six months.
Your husband never noticing you've had your hair done is bad enough, but my dad didn't notice when my mum broke her leg and had it in plaster.
As I sat crying at my senior prom, I realized I was totally alone.
I finally saw how pathetic my car was when I had to use a drink tray from McDonald's strategically placed on the median of my front seat as cup holders.
I watch anything about cheerleading on TV that comes on because I always wanted to be one, when I was in high school almost 20 years ago.
One day, our kids will look through old photo albums and say, "Hey, why did Mom go to prom with you AND Uncle Chris, especially since Uncle Chris likes BOYS?"
After hearing for the umpteenth time how important it is to live in the now, I begin to wonder why I am spending my "now" studying for the AP Psychology exam, and furthermore, why I am submitting this to One Sentence.
As my boyfriend sleeps in my dorm bed next to me, I can't help but hope that one day we can share something bigger than a twin size.
I acknowledged the fact that I have no life when the first thing I do every morning is check onesentence.org.
I swore I would never drink like my father did, yet there I was that night, drunk and peeing in the floor, unaware I was really awake.
I suppose my life would have been different if I hadn't loved being naked when I was home alone, as an adolescent.
Apparently wearing your undies on the outside doesn't make you Superman.
We knew we did the right thing when we found the uncooked bacon strip under our recently axed employee's desk.
My 70-year-old grandmother jumped over a high wall to save my cousin who had stupidly locked himself in his trunk.
It was when my body flipped one-and-a-half times through the air over the handlebars of my bicycle that I knew I was going to be late for dinner.
My freshmen year of college isn't even over yet and I'm already wishing I could start it over again.
I was right: there was no specific rule against rappelling out the fourth story dorm window.