To the drunk kid in American flag short shorts at buckethead in 40 degree weather... Your my hero.

I'm not going to lie, Every time that I get a Princess tray in the CC, I imagine myself Jumping up and down and screaming like a little girl. It's to bad that the tray doesn't actually make you a princess....I would be literally THE MOST happy. :D

My roommate and I put off working on senior inquiry by reading this page. We laughed the hardest at the pervy posts.

redhead running in pepsico gotta nice donk

I blog extensively about the boy I have a crush on, who is one of my best friends at college. He even gets his own tag on my tumblr. I both want and fear him finding my blog and seeing all my posts about him. I just want to kiss him.

Every time I screw up at anything, no matter how small, and somebody notices, it feels like it will bring my world crashing down. I've had a meltdown over a missed class. I try to do well in school and make people happy but it feels like I keep fucking everything up. I keep feeling like shit because of things that functional actual human beings seem to brush off as minor inconveniences. I've been like this since adolescence, but I'm too much of a egotist and a coward to get help.

I ate the lollipop from orientation 20 minutes after I got it.

To the girl that was at the wrestling house, I saw your hairy tarantula while you were taking a potty break outside against the wall of the house. In broad daylight. Saw all your kibbles and bits.