Forever I...Live

I'm Nolan Keane. 21, Mechanical enginerring major, SigEp brother, the pleasure is mine. 

[trisbaine-blog]

I’m just trying to make things less awkward for everyone here. Even nice girls like Jess from my Personal Finance class who does the tongue thing.

[nolankeane-blog]

She’s got skills, bruh. Girls with tongue rings are my new favorite. 

[trisbaine-blog]

Here’s a concept, the nut emoji followed by the semen emoji. Straightforward, kinda sneaky.

[nolankeane-blog]

You get me, man.

[trisbaine-blog]

Anything is better than the daily horror of seeing your naked butt. Literally if you wanted to just say ‘I’m banging someone’ I’d appreciate it.

[nolankeane-blog]

I could do that. I like code globes better though. 

[presidentemmapierce-blog]

I’m–How do you even know who Karl Lagerfeld is? Anyways, nude with floral and black? It’s risky and I like it. 

[nolankeane-blog]

I’m a frat boy, not an idiot. Of course you do, here.

[trisbaine-blog]

You need to work out a system of keeping me updated that isn’t me assuming there’s some half-naked girl in our room when the door’s closed more than halfway.

[nolankeane-blog]

How ‘bout I text you a code, code ‘globes’ means my balls are about to be out.

[trisbaine-blog]

I… forgot that I’m not allowed to enter my room without any warning whenever… yeah, whenever.

[nolankeane-blog]

Wait— Jess, don’t leave...Dammit, seriously bro? That’s the girl who does the thing with her tongue! I had to do a lotta smooth talking to get her to do it. 

[presidentemmapierce-blog]

Thanks, Karl Lagerfeld. What do you suggest, then?

[nolankeane-blog]

Karl Lagerfeld wishes I was Karl Lagerfeld. Those nude suede high heels. The ones with the straps. 

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[presidentemmapierce-blog]

If you’re just going to hang out there, can you at least grab those shoes for me?

[nolankeane-blog]

With that outfit? I don’t think so.

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[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

Oh, I’m sure you say that to every girl you let see you almost entirely naked. 

[nolankeane-blog]

Sure, if they’re cute.

[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

I’ll keep an eye out for you now when I’m looking to make more memories. 

[nolankeane-blog]

Hm, you’re cute. I hope you do.

[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

I’d imagine you’d have to be…I went the entire year thinking the weirdest thing I’d see during college was some guy planking–or sleeping, I don’t know–on a trash can. And then I saw you, with a giant hornet over your…package.

[nolankeane-blog]

Well, I’m happy that I made a lasting impression on your college experience.

[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

Very. Din’t knock the bubble letters, I’m surprised you didn’t see them before. I’m surprised I didn’t notice they weren’t there. Nice to meet you, Nolan. Where have I seen you around before? Wait–were you the guy that wore only a big stuffed hornet to the end-of-the-year thing before break? Ending my first year, that was kind of scarring.

[nolankeane-blog]

Hey, not knocking the bubble letters. Oh yeah, that was me. I was stupid drunk that night. What was so scarring about it, it was awesome. 

[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

Thanks! Honestly, if I hadn’t caught you, I don’t know what I’d do. That thing has my schedule penciled in to the hour and I don’t have a lot of use for…Mechanical Engineering? Anyways, thanks. I’m Lana, as you can see by my notebook. 

[nolankeane-blog]

Well, aren’t you thorough. Yeah, Lana, in big bubble letters. I’m Nolan.

[darlinglanarhodes-blog]

I think you–I think we, uh, swapped notebooks back there.

[nolankeane-blog]

Oh—shit, my bad...um, here.

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