The two girls who were at the conjuring @ 9:20 on Sunday made it awfully hard to watch the movie... my God you are good looking.

For the first time in my life I felt accepted and I almost broke down and cried and you have no idea how much that meant to me and Idk how on Earth to tell you how you saved me. I have no clue whatsoever.

I think about you every night before I go to sleep. Its hard to fall asleep because i know you like me too. I don't want much, just to prove to you that I'm not like other guys and I can love you for who you are. If it happens,it happens... if it doesn't then fine. I just would like to be able to be with one of the coolest, and most beautiful woman on campus.

Last year during Oktoberfest I was drunk by 10 am, stayed drunk all day, finished 2 cases of beer and a bottle, let's just say I don't remember anything that happened that day, just remember waking up laying on top of a old man on the bench in a city bus shelter wearing my swimming suit. My goal this year is to at least remember the first two hours of the parade but that might even be asking to much.

I just want to watch a girl masturbate

Today I got called a slut because I have a large chest. Yes, she meant it in a joking manner, but we do not have the relationship for it to be funny, and I am disgusted by the term slut. Not ok.

I bite my hand when I get frustrated, or angry, or upset, sometimes hard enough to break the skin. It started in summer and I've tried at least three times to tell someone, but I just can't bring myself to actually say it out loud to anyone else.

I just wanna smoke some good weed