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"He's like an uber horny, short, gay version of me"
Run counter clockwise on EVEN day...clockwise on ODD days. It's pretty fucking simple people. There's a sign.
I think I literally have more hair on my chest after going on that date.
Getting tired of dropping major hints to my boyfriend that he should propose. Honestly, if I don't have a ring by Spring, I am gonna cry.
I'm sorry, but what purpose does dancing serve? It isn't fun, it's all pretense, and unless it's artistic, ceremonial, or theatrical, it really doesn't express or communicate or DO anything. Why should I be expected to have to in any scenario? It's useless. There's just no getting into it for me, and I don't see where the appeal could be.
There is NO "royalty" at Hamline.
None of you are special. Period.
Leave that shit in high school.
I'm in love with my best friend, but I don't think she's into girls.
Daniel Schauer gives the best hugs