#5196 It's not a confession,but i have a question to all students at UNT. What do you guys feel about Russian people?
P.S Please let's not talk about the political situation which i don't really like to hear from you guys.

#5196 Im not from UNT, but there's a boy that I still love... He's going to UNT. I guess it's true love since I can can't get over him. I still go on with my everyday activities, but at night or when I'm by myself I would think of him and wonder how he's doing, if he's eating well... etc I hope everything is going great for him. Many things happen that I thought it would be best for my heart to not contact him. If you're a Jamaican male... maybe this is for you :)

#5196 Seriously, all the shit in Middle East just needs to fucking end. We should just nuke the shit out of that desert wasteland since peace doesn't really seem like much of a viable option. Give everyone there a nice 6-month notice so the innocents have time to leave. And then fuck the rest of 'em. Bye bye Israeli-Palestine conflict. There's no borders now! Bye bye all you Jihadist/Extremist fuckers. But, but what about all the oil? Well fuck that shit. That's what started it all anyways. Greedy bastards the whole lot of you. I'm sure we'll make it by. And if we don't, well this world was fucked to begin with anyways. Same goes for all the nuclear fallout. It's not like we haven't already started to destroy our atmosphere and planet. In fact, fuck the Earth. Fuck people. Fuck life. I hope to die soon.

#5196 I'll admit, as a virgin, the thought of what my first sexual experience will be like kinda scares me, assuming it happens. The part that scares me, however, isn't the actual sex itself, rather, everything behind it.

If the girl I'm dating has already had sex, I'm actually okay with that, but the part that scares me is how I'll measure up to her exes in that regard. Sex, to me, is the most intimate thing you can do with someone else. I know that's not how everyone else views it, and that's okay, but it scares me knowing that I might not be as good as someone else in what I consider the most intimate act possible.

Now, I'm sure some of you are thinking "If you weren't worth it, she wouldn't be having sex with you," or "You must be good in some other regard to the point where she can overlook that," but the problem with that is that it makes it conditional. Love isn't conditional, right?

I don't want to be the best to her just because I happen to be with her. I want to be the best because I am the best to her, period.

#5196 They say the worst thing you can do when publicly accused of racism is be defensive. I kinda don't understand this. There are different ways to be anti-racist and not all of them involve laughing (sometimes the worst thing you can do, depending on the situation, is make an ironic racist joke or laugh at one). Being called a racist when you might not be one is libelous and is similar to being labeled as a sex offender when you might be innocent - you're permanently fucked out of a meaningful career and/or social life no matter what.

#5196 I fucked up college, I have a shitty house that I rent for way too much, and at this point I'm basically just a bitter old man trapped in a 23 year old's body. I find it so difficult to have fun and enjoy myself because all that's going through my head is all the shit I have to take care of when I get home. On top of that working evenings and being the closing bitch every night is starting to wear on me and my sleep schedule is fucked like it was back in high school.
Lately, I've had a hard time keeping my emotions under control. I have random outbursts at home and I've put holes in the drywall a few times. Sometimes I get extremely sad and I can't do anything but sit on the floor. I went out in public last night for a party but got so pissed off at the general laziness of the artists + the lack of coordination by the hosts that I had to leave. How you gonna rap over someone else's song. Get some instrumentals, for the love of fuck. Anyway now I'm stuck in this shitty house for another year, but I don't know if I can take it for that much longer.
I wanted to live alone, but not like this... I miss my roommates and best friends. At least back then we were in a shitty house together. And we didn't have to work all the time just to pay our rent.

And all I ever wanted to do was play music...

#5192 I have found there is nothing better to help depression than to workout. Lifting weights and listening to music is my escape. It makes you stronger and feel better. Drugs makes you feel sorry for yourself.

#5196 Some of these missed connections sound like Ms Swan wrote them. "He...He look like a man."