He was in the year above me and sung with me in my church's worship band. Any guy who harmonises with my voice when singing is just perfect in my eyes (even now) and he was bloody gorgeous as well. He has cheekbones I could die for and also did drama, like me.
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The same sort of thing happened to me. I told him about my history which included sexual abuse and then he almost starting crying just in case he had done anything to hurt me.
I am torn on this. I don't think it is a weapon, but I have to say that when I was dating my ex I had times where it felt like it. When he told me he loved me and I didn't yet feel the same (we had been dating for 2 weeks!) he cried, which made me feel honestly utterly evil and morally bankrupt. I wanted to tell him I…
Don't be an idiot. You have to naturally have a certain body shape to be a supermodel. Yeah, sure the gym may help you shift a few pounds, but even if I stopped eating, my super wide hipbones (which already stick out when I weigh 130 pounds) would look ridiculous. My boobs don't even lose size when I lose weight and…
I may be wrong, but as a Brit, I don't tend to see people doing public affection as much as Obama does.
Ah, that makes a lot more sense! Thank you for your explanation, now it all seems a lot clearer.
I live in Manchester! I am at an affiliated college with Manchester uni. About 25 people live on campus and my year is about 100 people, the entire college has about 450, but that includes part time and post-grad students.
Good grief! What the hell is that? You would think that by the time even the most ignorant, stupid and hateful manage to get into college and start adult education they would have grown out of this hideousness!
Okay, I am British, and at university in England. I have watched lots of TV and movies about Frats and Sororities and have extensively googled them. But what is the point of them?
To meet friends? Don't you just do that at university by walking up to someone and saying Hi?
If anyone reads this and can be bothered to,…
Thank you :)
Yes, that is definitely true and very wise words. Hopefully a lovely guy will come in with him in the new year...
My ex broke up with me a month ago. The first time I am going to see him since is the first day back at uni when he is moving into my 16 bedroom halls. E-Day is on Sunday. I have been planning my outfit for weeks.
Sorry for all those pricks. As someone who is a Christian, I can promise I spend a large portion of my time doing exactly what you suggested, wandering round where I happen to be doing my degree in England (at bible college actually) challenging people when they act like bigots. I also have a habit of yelling at/…
I liked it, as a sugar sweet song with a matching video. But I still hate leopard print, even in a jungle on Katy Perry, and I hated her outfit in the second half of the video. It was just bleugh.
Oh my gosh. Yes. I will be there too, skipping merrily behind, hoping he notices the girl who is a foot smaller than him out of the corner of his eye.
I love how chill her face is in comparison to all the other fans like, "Hell, they dragged me to this?"
Um, I pass his "N count". I would like to opt out anyway.
I have to shave my armpits every other day, legs twice a week (but a lot less for the legs in the winter), wash hair every other day, although I did all of these things more often when I had a boyfriend. Eyebrow plucking about once a month, seriously, I am majorly lazy, I just make sure I don't have a monobrow, I have…
I just snack like no-one business when I am sad. I don't really know what to do about it, so when I go through stuff, I go out and buy a box of cereal, a massive bag of crisps, cider, chocolate, biscuits, and cheese and then just sit and eat them.
I think I just lost brain cells. I am trying really hard not to be ashamed of the fact that this is connected to being a vegetarian (I am halfway there as a pescetarian.)