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Jack Bryan is so hot! Any interest in hooking it up with a hot (seriously, i promise) senior lady?;))
Today (Saturday 12/14) saw some HOTTIES getting a pic taken near Old Main
Shout out to the soccer girl from cocktail. Black dress brown hair pulled back. I've been looking for you
Seeing the recent confessions about other girls being raped. I wanted to share mine too. Only two people know about what happened. Neither of whom are my parents. I'm afraid they'll accuse me of being a liar.
Much like the girl recently, I was raped twice within the same period of time by two seperate people who I thought I could trust. I guess fortunately for me I don't remember either of them due to a severe amount of alcohol that caused me to go unconscious before the events. I don't remember my nights and maybe I agreed to it maybe I didnt, the fact is, all I know is I woke up in my room not knowing when, or how I got there. I found out who and what happened, 7 months later. That same summer it happened again. Happy birthday to me right? He was completely sober and I, on the other hand, can still only manage short flash backs but nothing more than a few poorly held conversations. I still frequently get nightmares over them but it's much different. Because I don't remember how it happened, my mind creates the images and it seems much worse. So to the girls who remember and are haunted by the images of what happened to you, I'm so sorry. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. You're not alone.
My boyfriend and I were having sex in my roommate's room on her bed. I was all like "I want to finish, let's go in my room." The exact second that I shut the door to my room, my roommate walked through the door and immediately into her room. #closecall
That girl with the short dreadlocks and bandana who dresses like a tomboy? I wanna be her friend.
I've always hated Miley Cyrus' music, but honest to god I like Wrecking Ball as a song. It has so much genuine emotion. But I'd never be able to admit that to any of my friends. Ever.
To whoever clipped their finger nails and left the clippings on a desk second floor library, gross. At least throw them on the floor so they get vacuumed up.