#23513 I challenge the men and women Purdue Basketball, football or soccer team with #Therunningmanchallenge

#23512 "I missed you too and we'll hang out after I come back" then a week later it was "I've been happier since we stopped hanging out and I don't want to see you again."

#23507 sadly I can relate

#23511 Purdue should illuminate the bell tower purple! #PurpleRain.

#23510 When I never wash my car and the thunderstorm rolls in
...awww yissss

#23509 I'm such a poor college student I can't even afford a shopping cart at Aldi to put groceries in that I also can't afford

#23508 To the asian girl who tried to grind me so desperately so her friend can steal my golden Cactus cup last night and then get busted by me. I was a nice guy so I didn't create a scene but I challenge you to come spend a night out with me like a real person (with balls or real vagina), I'll gift you my Cactus cup if you are not a chicken!

#23507 I want this out of my system. I can't get over my ex or how he mistreated me. I treated him like a king, spent so much money on him, helped with his depression, built him up, tolerated his weed/adderall/cocaine habits. Some nights I think of all the good memories. Other nights I feel so furious about he mistreated me that my skin feels like its on fire and I want to hurt him and hurt myself. I wanna tell him how he'll never amount to anything. I want him to get depressed again and fail his classes and drop out. I want to out him to his Christian parents. I want to ruin his life emotionally and mentally. I don't even feel bad about these thoughts crossing my mind. Every night I think of reasons why he'd treat me like this and end it the way he did out of the blue even though I adored him so much. Driving past his frat or even by his dorm makes me have panic attacks. I don't know what to do. This semester has been hell and I haven't studied for any of my exams (taking physics, micro, etc..). I just don't get it. I want revenge. I want to see him in pain. I want to see his life crumble around him so bad that he can never recover. Its only fair he gets a taste of his medicine. Last thing he said was "I missed you too and we'll hang out after I come back" then a week later it was "I've been happier since we stopped hanging out and I don't want to see you again."

Confession: Despite my antidepressants, I don't think death is the worst outcome. I contemplate suicide daily, I just don't know which bunch of pills will really do the job.

Actual confession: one time I sharted on my way to class and went into the co-rec and changed into my sweaty underwear I kept there. I was a freshman and was too afraid to miss class. Moral of the story: if you shart in public, go home ..

#23506 It's quite okay to be a dick if everyone around you sucks...