I'm sorry Kellogg's but I only eat the outsides of poptarts. Good thing I have a friend to eat the middles.

During fall semester of my first year at WSU, I was sitting on my porch playing guitar with a buddy that cruised over from Rochester. After getting drunk and blazed, we were debating finding a party when suddenly a super drunk, hot, and apparently slutty chick stumbled down the side walk. What are the fucking odds!? She came over to us and started smoking and partying and stated she had a BF who left her behind at the bar. She then began making out with both me and my bro and was grabbing.... aggressively. My confession is regretting not eiffel towering her since it was her idea to fuck us both. Instead of crossing off something on my college bucket list, my conscience made me walk her home safely and put her to bed. GOD DAMMIT!

I am dreaming of a white 420 :)

What if I told you I was a guy who getting chicks wasn't a question it was an option. What if I told you everywhere I go I get noticed in some fashion. What if I told you everyone expects greatness from me. What if I told you I'm the guy you look at and wish you could know or talk to. What if I told you I'm the guy who you see and wish he would pay you some attention. What if I told you I'm the loneliest person in the world. What if I told you I go home to nothing but myself and my own thoughts of self hatred. What if I told you I can't live with myself. What if I told you I wish I was dead as I sit in solitude wishing my life was different. What if I told you everything anybody thinks of me couldn't be anymore wrong and far from the truth. What if I told you looks aren't as they seem. What if I told you maybe you shouldn't be jealous or envious of that "fine ass man" you wish you knew. What if I told you this shit is as real as reality itself...

I've never told anyone in my life about what I'm about to say. My dad has a violent temper when he drinks and last year he put me in the hospital for forgetting to take out the trash. It's been nice to have had the opportunity to move away to college, and for once be away from his strong unforgiving hands. I only worry about my brother now who's still at home and suspiciously fell down the stairs last week. I love my girlfriend but sometimes when we argue i see a little bit of my father coming out and wanting to strike. I need help.

DDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNN that Maxie gurl is hot as hell f'real

Never fails, if I see a halfway attractive female, I imagine us screwing, then I get all hot and bothered the rest of the day thinking about it, Winona girls need to screw more randomly... Nuff said!

WSU Nursing program is a joke.