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There is something hilarious about bonding with strangers over a shared hatred for a particular person you have all met.
Hey Bernie, Americans need a helping hand, not a handout. Pack your socialist agenda up and stop preying on 18-21 year old undergraduates who can't envision anything beyond what homework is due tomorrow.
New Hampshire's got the right idea. With Trump, we're going to make America great again. Finally all us millennials can experience what it's like to be winners rather than whiners.
I don't know why but being on campus really upsets me so I have to leave as soon as I get the chance. I don't live on campus but on the extremely rare occasion someone wants to hang out or for me to visit them on campus I have to say no every time because I just can't be there. It's just really uncomfortable and I don't feel like I should be there and I feel bad saying no
Someday they'll realize that they lost a good friend who only wanted them to be happy in every way possible.
Its been a long time since I've felt a legitimate emotion that wasn't shame, not while under the influence of drugs or alcohol. Emotions are terrifying. I'd rather laugh them off.
To whoever put that weird little locker thing in front of my door at 1 in the morning... What the fuck? Why? Do I even know you? So many questions!
This was confusing and slightly creepy so please just take it back and leave me alone.
Sincerely,
The confused introvert
I'm a Republican at Hamline and I find that really challenging. I have literally heard a girl say before "If you don't like Bernie Sanders, you can't be my friend."