…Sparta never existed? What in St. Louis is she drinking?
I don’t know, but the professor loves hearing her talk about how much she hates the author of our textbook. I want to yell at her that hating on second wave feminists is bullshit since it’s mostly because of them she can even go to Pitt, but I don’t because I’m mature and awesome. And also because someone should staple a definition of ‘derailing’ to her forehead.
Where are you I’ll bring you a pb&J or a donut or whatever you want because I know the real pain of coffee on an empty tummy and I don’t want you to feel that feeling
Aww, thanks, Ellie. I was in the basement of the Cathedral, but then I went to Mad Mex and ate an entire enchilada plate after Vagina Monologues rehearsal. <3 I wasn’t so much in pain as suspended animation. It was…a weird feeling.