#113 The tiny hairs on my breast are easy to pull out but anywhere else I to pull hard with tweezers. Is that normal?

#111 I'm a guy and I had drunk sex last night with this random guy from the bar and I actually enjoyed it. HMMMMMM

#110 I've been on several tours with the Army and seen some pretty messed up stuff, but i'm still extremely shy around girls and get extremely nervous when talking with them. What do¿

#109 I haven't had sex in what feels like forever and I work in retail so whenever someone buys condoms in my lane I curse them out In my head horribly.

#108 So, last semester, two of my family members died within four months of one another. I never cried(or really felt bad for that matter) for them because death frees people, it's something to celebrate in my belief. What killed me on the inside was watching my little cousins react. They took it so hard and I was only able to be there to console them for a short while. It threw me off and I let debt pile up and my grades fall. I will not be attending this semester because of the debt. I've failed so many people so far and all of it just adds to my depression. I fear it's driving me too far.

#107
It was a cool morning, unseasonably so for summertime in Texas. I had been drinking coffee and was talking to a coworker. The previous night, I had eaten a bunch of spicy food, and my stomach was gurgling. As I talked to my coworker, I felt the rumblings of a fart beneath my buttock.

Not wanting to be rude, I attempted to cough over my fart, disguising the sound of my flatulence with an innocuous little cough. The combined force of the cough and fart, on top of the loosening if my bowels from the previous night's dinner caused a "wet one" to escape.

I didn't think anything of it, until I felt a warm, slowly moving sensation between my legs. Hurriedly, I excused myself and shuffled awkwardly to the bathroom.

Sure enough, I had sharted. I cleaned myself and my shorts off, but my underwear were ruined (covered in shit). I stuffed them into a plastic grocery bag (double bagged, of course) and redressed myself. I took them out with some other office trash and threw them in the dumpster. My significant other brought me some fresh underwear on my lunch break.

That coworker never knew I shit myself as he was talking to me.

#106 I had sex with my friend and now I cant stop thinking about it and him and how bad I want him ALL THE TIME

#105 At this point in time you should be able to read a syllabus on your own. If not, you're fucked.