Sunday, 07 December 2014 12:51 AM
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#13678 I have a confession. I'm laying in bed, going to sleep, as my roommate is cuddling with a girl he barely knows. It pisses me off because he didn't even tell me he was bringing her over tonight and I'm forced to let her stay or I'm an asshole. What's worse is that I've been single for ages...I haven't had someone to talk to in a while. So all these thoughts and feelings are starting to come up and there is no where to vent. This is the only place I can talk. Its like a million bricks are on my chest. I need someone to share my thoughts to and have no one. And I'm not saying I need just someone to talk to, I need someone to SHARE feelings with. A real relationship. Sigh. I hope this comes soon or I may just go crazy
Saturday, 06 December 2014 09:42 PM
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#13677 I'm a pretty chill guy. I like to have fun. Be active and social. But I've had a really hard time finding my group of people here at Purdue. I try to include myself but I don't want to seem desperate. However I will admit it long to have that group of friends, maybe even girlfriend that we can just go out and have fun together and enjoy college together.
Saturday, 06 December 2014 09:41 PM
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#13676 To Wyatt, (idk about spelling) that works in Lilly....all I have to say is Howdy ;)
Saturday, 06 December 2014 09:27 PM
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#13675 I just hooked up with this guy. I bring him home just to eat, told him I didn't want to make out. He said he wouldn't do anything I didn't want to. But whenever I say no, he just keep asking and went for it anyway. If I push him away he would act like he was offended. I kicked him out and he stealed my phone. After I called him, he came back and did the same thing. Now I feel like I'm the biggest whore on the planet and I feel violated. But I know there is nothing I can do cause he didn't technically rape me. I just wanted my phone and I wanted him to be out of here. And fking him was the fasted way. Now I hate myself and falling back into depression again. And I don't even know his name.
Saturday, 06 December 2014 08:37 PM
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#13674 Nicht die Schönheit bestimmt, wen wir lieben, sondern die Liebe, wen wir schön finden.
It's not beauty which determines whom we love but love determines whom we find beautiful.
Saturday, 06 December 2014 07:24 PM
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#13673 I know I am loved by parents. I know I am loved by God, and I believe I will be. I know my friends see me as a friend. But still, I feel like I am not getting enough love.
I must be so rude, greedy and selfish to think this way when there are millions of abandoned people living without parents or friends. And yet I am still scared about my future just because I have been rejected by every single lady. I care that I am a short not-super-handsome asian man when there are better things to worry about. The best thing I worry about is my GPA. The result of my endless concerns that get me nowhere
Know all these but just too "lazy" to step up. Screaming on top of my lung.
Saturday, 06 December 2014 06:29 PM
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#13672 I like to flirt with other guys in front of my boyfriend so that he knows who's in charge.
Saturday, 06 December 2014 06:28 PM
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#13671 I admit to making my boyfriend feel bad about himself. I see all these hot guys around campus and think if only my boyfriend looked like that. He isn't fat or anything I just want to make him go to the gym more and eat less. I'm hoping that one day he'll do it without me needing to break him.