I need friends that I actually hang out with and spend time with outside of classes... >.> Where are all the people who rock out to bands like ADTR, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce the Veil, Oh Sleeper, We Came As Romans, Crown the Empire, TDWP, Fit For A King, Bullet For Pretty Boy, and stuff like that????!?!?!

So me being completly stupid and forgetful, I left my beat headphones in the Language Bldg today (4/08/13) in room 215 at 11am. If you have found them I would be internally grateful and buy you food or whatever. Just leave a message and I will message you. Thanks!

where are all the white guys who wanna date black girls??? I think there are a lot of them out there but they are too afraid of what other people think rather than acting on impulse.

Here is a confession. I don't want this semester to end because I am afraid to leave my dorm and be alone for the summer.
I'm afraid that when I leave I will lose all of my friends.

Alonso M is so attractive and bangable. His boyfriend, Brandon, has a nice ass too. Threesome, sometime? Meet me in the Bruce cafeteria on Friday at 11am. See you there hott stuff.

Independence is an admirable trait in a woman. You're confident go-getter, yet you give off an aura of entitled-ness and sanctimoniousness. In person you're very empathetic and you've given me good advice... and you have a no-bullshit attitude that's almost masculine and "come at me bro!"-ish.

The man who saved your life... the one who is everything that I could ever hope to be, is in your friend-zone out of a mutual agreement. It boggles my mind, really. I'd almost rather see you marry him for both your sakes.

Your empathy and your attitude makes me want to fall in love with you... but your promiscuity makes me jealous and sad. Typical "you want what you can't have" syndrome on my part. I feel powerless which makes me feel disgusted. I don't even know why I want you to the extent that I do. Your first impression was amazing I guess and the feeling hasn't gone away despite your sanctimonious attitude and your promiscuity and the fact that you ignore me because of your busy life. I wish my life were as busy as yours so I could forget about you.

You sanctimoniousness is made up for by your cheerfulness, and your promiscuity is made up for because you apparently don't think much of the guys you fuck, and I understand being busy.

I wish the impression I had on you was at least close to the one you had on me so you would give me the time of day. I know too much about you, but you know too little about how I feel about you.

I'd rather have my heart be broken than waiting in limbo for you to talk TO me instead of AT me so I could begin to do something with this emotional baggage.

I'm starting to think I just don't have the inner-strength to get rid of you on my own... and we haven't even been anything more than friends. I guess I really am the Lion Man after all.

I am no longer able to love and trust women in a relationship because of a shedevil that tore my heart to shreds. My personal life is going downward. I was demoted from my job that I lived for and that helped me get out of bed in the morning. I am currently recovering from a rare and unpredicatable health issue that has kept me off my feet for two months and has made me fat and unattractive to what appears to be ever single woman on campus...
Whenever I feel things are going my way and the days just seem to be brighter than usual, I am quickly and violently dragged back down to reality.
I am a 20 year old male. I've been in one relationship. Had sex enough times to count on one had with just one person. My list of close friends grows smaller and smaller every day. My future in my eyes shows me old, alone and stuck in the fast food industry and if I am able to make it through this semester without committing suicide it will be a true miracle.

I'm shy and I stutter and I adjust my glasses when I'm talking to people, but I think all these character tics put people at ease. I'm harmless, eh?