I cry every time I watch one of those "soldiers coming home" videos.

I like to masturbate when I think I'm going to get caught. It's far more exciting knowing that my roommate could walk in at any minute.

would it be funny or tasteless to use "the C-word" in place of "communism" for a paper?

I am tired of all this. all of you, I guess. I am just saddened by how much college turns us into adults in the sense that we loose our childish innocence and kind nature. the more I grow up, the more I see others being less and less kind and more and more arrogant, more about them and their problems. I just want someone who I can sit next to and tell them about how I still think the stars are where my best friends fell through or how I find hands and thin wrists to be so intricately beautiful. No one notices those things anymore....no one believes in hope or luck. we all become logical and loose the love of magic. I just wish we didn't....the world is so much more beautiful if you look at it in the eyes of a child...and yet I am considered childish for thinking these things.

I am scared to talk to girls. I'm afraid of being rejected and I'm afraid i will never be good enough for someone. The farthest i get to talking to a girl is looking at them and maybe a smile. i catch girls looking at me but i never find the courage to say hi. and this happened tonight at the PD party at Reilly. I'm tired of being the quiet guy but i cant seem to change that. probably the reason I've only had one girlfriend too. Maybe ill see her again. Maybe ill say hi. I really hope i do.

I don't even go to this school but had to like the page on facebook yalls replys and confessions crack me up

The people around me tell me I'm beautiful/pretty, but I have such a hard time believing them. I look in the mirror and I don't see anything special. If I'm so beautiful how come I can be in a small class all semester and still not be recognizable by any of my classmates? I wish people would stop lying to me, at least then I wouldn't have to fall as far every time I realize I'm not what people tell me I am.

I'm making it a personal goal to piss in some cups and call them lemonade snow cones and hand them out to people.