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Who tryna holla at them brown skinned girls tho?!
I can't do this anymore. I just really want to die. I want someone to kill me. Please kill me. I'm ugly, disgusting, retarded, stupid, and horrible. I don't deserve to live. I'm sorry I can't be any better...I'm sorry that I can't change...I'm sorry that I'm not good enough for you...I'm so sorry...Please, please let me die.
I'm starting to see relationships and marriage as nothing more than a woman successfully whipping a man.
The Heights dorms could really use some heat! :( Or maybe it's just my room in Peterson..
i pee in the dorm showers shh
I was really impressed by Alex's piece at Pamoja night. He handled with incredible grace the topic of not being able to relate to African heritage while still celebrating a sense of home and identity. Keep doing what you're doing, man.
Side note: African Heritage night has been my favorite Hamline event to attend. Great job to those who put it on.
I can talk with some of the animals on campus (been able to ever since I was a kid) but I don't want to tell my friends because the squirrels say some pretty crude shit about them.
P.S. They're tired of people leaving out pizza crust. More oranges please.
Rather than study I'd like to sacrifice a goat for better mid term grades. Seems more likely to help and the school alredy gave us a star with a tree altar to use. Anyone else game for a bit of academic wiccan help?