I've lost every reason to get up in the morning.

This is long, but important. In recent months, I was finally strong enough to break free from a severe abusive relationship that plagued me for years. Even though I am doing much better than I was, I suffer from PTSD, among other problems as a result of the physical and mental torment. I was at a party the other day and some guy was joking around about girls who 'cry wolf' about domestic violence. He was imitating the voice of a female, and said something along the lines of "Oh no, I punched myself so now I have a bruise and I should call the police for domestic violence". My confession is although that comment probably seemed harmless to the guy in question and all his laughing friends, it actually sent me into a flashback of some of the horrible things I experienced (if you know anything about PTSD, you would know that you cannot control when flashbacks occur and it can be simple things/reminders that trigger this response). Even if I did not have PTSD, I think that this is one of the most ignorant things I have heard from my fellow peers. Women who are truly victims of abuse rarely, if ever, injure themselves or call the police. They are much more concerned with covering the marks and protecting their significant other due to fear or "love". Saying shit like that is just so wrong because I can guarantee that if a girl who was being currently abused was at the same party and heard that, it would only propagate her fear and her belief that the abuse was her own fault and that nobody would believe the truth from her. She might believe that she would be labeled as a liar or one of those crazy, obsessed women. Abusive partners know this fear and use it to further control their significant others. I know this because that girl used to be me. I was too scared to say anything, always worried about being judged, blamed or thought of differently. The guy who hurt me used to say similar things, mocking abused women. When our neighbors finally called the police one day (I guess I was screaming from the pain, although I don't remember), he put the blame on me after he got released a few days later...if only I'd been silent while he threw me into walls, if only I hadn't fought back when I was being strangled, then he would have been fine. I believed it was my fault and even helped the guy to avoid prison time. I'm not saying that people (women AND men) don't pretend to be abused, they probably do- which is just as wrong as those who abuse. All I'm saying is that those who pretend are far fewer in number than the amount of people living with their abuse silently. Sorry for the blunt nature of this confession, but domestic violence is not a joke and it's not funny. I'm not looking for sympathy, just basic respect for my fellow victims, especially those who have not been able to break free from the vicious cycle yet. To those lost souls: stay strong and remember to whom you belong- yourself.

To whomever drove the fucked up Miley Cyrus home last night, thank you so much. My feet are cut up, I either bit my lip or got hit in the mouth, and I cant remember much. But thank you so much for not raping and killing me.

I'm just a single guy who is trying to find a girl who will want to have a lot of unattached sex.

I cook for you. I watch movies with you. I go to your intermural football games. And you can't get the hint that I like you. Ask me out Blondie.

Sometimes all you've gotta do is get drunk and listen to music from your teenage years

My girlfriend and I recently broke up and honestly, I'm just looking for a grade A whore right now.

When I drink I can't help but knock on everyone's door. Happy birthmas.