Anonymous asked: What's the preppiest way to give a bj?
Wearing sperrys, an oxford, a monogrammed necklace, and pearls. He must be wearing vineyard vines and throw in some monogrammed boxers too. Make sure it’s somewhere preppy too, you could go with a bed with seersucker bedding or maybe in a volvo. Swallow, I repeat, swallow. But if you must spit do it into a lilly tumbler. Xoxo enjoy the dome!
So here we are, rush week with some huge parties. I miss the big one Thursday, and the big one Friday. This isn’t cool, but at least there’s Saturday right. Well it turns out that most of the people have already left for a pregame without any word to me. Why am I always the loner? It’s not like I wanted this. Even the new kids here find out where to party before I do (i still don’t know where the parties are tonight). These kids have been here for a week and they seem like they are more welcomed at school than I am. I’ve been here an entire semester and still don’t get invited to any pregames or fun things like that. I could be taking this all to personally, but I don’t know how else to take it honestly. All I do know is that I can never seem to escape being alone. As much as I try to be included in things, I never am and it hurts more than the people around me know. I’ve got no one here to help me get through this which makes me worry that maybe I won’t….
I can never really grasp who I am or why I seem to always fall into the same situation. When I was a boy, I’d like to think that I was fairly normal, possibly a little smarter than other children my age, but normal none the less. As high school unfolded, I couldn’t seem to close the deal with any friends. We were friends at school then strangers the moment the bell rang. This progressed from a nuisance to a serious problem because by the time I got to sophomore year I had no real friends. Now, remember that I essentially had no base of friends because middle friends had all gone separate ways. As a sophomore I was constantly depressed. My depression was probably typical high school student feelings, but without people to talk it over with, the negative feelings progressed. I had depressive bouts that were so intense they got worried. These were noticeable to a lot of people around me but god damn my persuasive ability to convince them I was fine. That’s a good stopping point. I could go on and one, but I’ll save it for tomorrow.
Outskirts of Siem Riep Cambodia. I should be a @natgeo photographer
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