I'm thinking about killing myself. I have people who love me, but I feel like a useless human being. I am in danger of failing my courses, and I was raised to believe that you're only worth something with a degree. I don't think I can handle failing out, and taking a break is out of the question. As a junior in a bunch of 3000/4000 level math and science courses, I would probably forget everything I've learned thus far and do even worse if I came back after a break. My family and loved ones would never look at me the same way again if I told them I felt suicidal. I have been trying to push through this but I am at my limit.

I'm new to UNT and I just feel alone. I know no one and since I don't live on campus making friends is hard.

I'm obsessed with oral sex. I love receiving, but I love giving even more. I love pleasing women, and I enjoy sex, but if I had to give up intercourse and do oral only. I'd be one happy man.

My fantasy is to sleep with an overweight girl with a nice butt that likes having her hair pulled.

When i was a student at UNT i would spend most of my classes on here reading all the hilarious posts

Being married and in an open relationship as a freshman, worring about your nudes getting out, is secretly exciting

Looking for someone selling a parking sticker. Anyone?

In high school, for every standardized test, we had to bubble in our race. There was African American, Asian, Hispanic, even Pacific Islander. But there was one option that was different from the others; it was "white". Last time I checked, white is a color, not a race. How come black people get African American while white people get... White. I picked "other" every single time I was asked my race. Sometimes I wrote Euro American or American American for shiggles. But what am I? I thought I was American, but America doesn't seem to agree.