I subscribe to GQ magazine just to look at the hot guys. I'm a guy.

I know never to change myself for anyone but I'm so afraid to lose my boyfriend cause I can't stop thinking "what if I'm not good enough for him"
Please help ._.

I never knew I was from a small town until my best friend came to visit me this week and we went to the Sweet Nothing's lingerie shop in town and the shop owner had to explain to us what a cock ring was.

I'm starting to think I'll never find a reliable guy. Every man I fall for and open my heart to turns out to be just a boy that breaks promises and my heart at the same time. I can't keep getting hurt like this.

All you guys and gals posting about how you wish you could find somebody that likes and does this that and the other and then posting about all the things you do to see if anybody is out there to be interested in you..just stop. We know what you're trying to do.

My friends and I like to play with grape flavored condoms.

More humorous tales of past shenanigans (it's a bit long so ya) For those that want them. Last year, during rush week, my friends and I were going out checking out frat life, we went to the union to eat and got saltines (this is VITAL to the story so bear with me) in case we got too drunk and needed something to sober up. Checked a place out, I bailed cuz I wasn't very interested, ending up going to the grove somehow and get PLASTERED ass drunk, people were constantly refilling my drink to the top with vodka and I was being loud as fuck as always, talking about how we should pick up some molly or acid or some more crazy shit. Eventually, I'm talking to someone at a million miles per minute and shush them other than the fact they haven't said a single word at this point. Go up to a pair of girls (who I guess were lesbian or something?) And tell em, If ya get too drunk ya know what ya should do?!? EAT SALTINESSS while throwing em everywhere throughout the area in which I was standing. The next morning, as I'm walking around in my hungover daze, people were approaching me asking me "dude, why the fuck were you throwing condoms at people that shit was hilarious!" My response: oh...dude those were saltines.

For my friend's that know who this is, please don't tag me.

JAX should let students use their NAU ID! Damnit!