#6277 all I want is for a hot girl on this page to be my friend. but no girl will post on this because they dont want to appear narcissistic

#6276 I feel that I was raped, even though I out myself in a risky situation and definitely partly responsible for what happened. But I was coerced into drinking and doing drugs after I said I wouldn't. And then coerced into having sex after I straight up said I didn't want to. I didn't fight or scream 'no', but this guy knew what he was doing. Still, I'm ashamed of myself because I know better. And I can't blame him when a good portion of the blame lies on my poor judgment.

#6275 I've come to the realization that it's impossible to never offend anyone, especially in comedy. The fairest thing to do is just offend everyone equally.

#6274 I try to dissociate or avoid people who cover their mouth with their hand when they sneeze or cough rather than their shirt sleeve, if they have sleeves long enough to do that. It grosses me out. A lot.

Turbo nerd status but nothing gets me more academically pumped than putting footnotes into my research papers for history classes I love having a clear, concise and well supported argument in a professional format.

To the girl who gave me her cinnamon poptarts in mckeldin at 3am this morning. Thank you. You made my all-nighter drastically better

Sometimes I convince myself that my eating disorder isn't real because I eat relatively "normally" now. But it doesn't change the fact that I still feel like I'm being closed in on constantly, feeling sick to my stomach wishing I would go back to not eating again, enjoying when I have long work ours with no time to eat. The idea of talking to anyone about it makes me want to cry and throw up and deny the whole thing. I don't know where I'm going with this. I just know that even in "recovery", I still hate my weight and myself. I am terrified of stepping on a scale.

I farted in my dorm, but my fart felt little weird. I checked my underwear. I shet.