Stolen from austen

[fightingthecage]

Leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. Say anything. Tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. Tell me about your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. Tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on your friends list, and tell me why you continue to come back here. Tell me anything. Tell me what you really think of me or yourself. Anything.

Post anonymously [by selecting the anonymous box]. Speak honestly, because there isn't any censure here. Post as many times as you like. One faceless wonder to another. You don't have to be on my friends list. You can just be stopping through. It doesn't matter.

And then, pass it on.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

When people tell me that I'm sweet and they can't imagine arguing with me, I think they mean it as a compliment and that they think I'm some endlessly patient, kind person or something. I'm really not. I'm just a doormat who'll go to great lengths to avoid conflict. I may be very easy to live with, but I let people stomp all over me on a regular basis. Just once, I'd like to have the courage to stand up for myself. I want to feel like it's okay to show that I'm angry, instead of bottling it up, biting my tongue, and smiling.