Submit your Hamline confession here: (100% anonymous)
"My boobs remind me of little, round waterbeds. Like, my boobs are the beanbag chair version of a waterbeds, except with nipples."
I'm so stressed and so worn out... I'm losing motivation and I just wanna go home and not talk to anyone. I think I'm finally starting to crack under the pressure to succeed and to show no weakness. I hate this.
"To the referee at my 11pm intramural basketball game last night: You are beautiful. And you call a pretty damn good game of basketball, I'll tell you what. Hope to see you at another game soon."
I just broke up with my LDR boyfriend of 2 years and I'm really into my best friend here. How soon is too soon? Should I even risk it?
I want to go home, but I don't want my parent's to see the scar from where I've cut myself. The scars aren't bad but I don't want my parent's to notice them because I know they would be so disappointed
"every time i see a confession about a boyfriend on here i just laugh at them....mainly because i don't have one"
"I honestly think we should stay the Hamline Pipers and either embrace the creepiness, or make up a bird called the Piper, anyone with me?"
I am deathly afraid of having to get a colonoscopy when I'm older. They should be illegal.