It's better to drunkenly dance on top of the bar than to have never danced at all. Or something like that.
This is a special group of people with asses so ripe they become gripping mechanisms.
"The best thing you can do for your sex life is to learn to love sucking d*ck. It is one of my favorite pastimes. I could suck d*ck for like 7 minutes, anything after that is too long."
Do your friends constantly look to you for the best relationship advice? Are you the Picasso of flirt-texting? Do you always have an opinion on celebrity break ups, make ups and hook ups?
Some people are just better than me.
"Race matters because of the slights, the snickers, the silent judgments that reinforce that most crippling of thoughts: 'I do not belong here.'"
As well as a ton of literary theory and how to correctly reference in an essay, I learned some important lessons in my freshman year of college...
Now that we're mature women of the Pinterest era, it's suddenly cool to craft again. I urge you, go to your nearest Wal-Mart or Michael's or Hobby Lobby and pick up some Puff Paint once more.
"I was asking for a recommendation and he asked me what I did, I thought he was a great guy I thought we had a really good rapport, and I told him, and after that my grades immediately went down."
Palcohol is the powdered alcohol no one ever asked for but as it turns out we really needed it . . . to destroy lives.
This is the week my beauties, THIS IS THE WEEK.
Getting down to business or the usual grind on Monday gets harder and harder as temperatures rise.
See you guys in 2024.
It's 4/20, and we all know what that means. If you're indulging today, may your "holiday" be filled with movie marathons and delicious munchies.
Not that anything stopped us before.
Whether you’re facing a litany of last-minute assignments and deadlines, still sending in those internship applications or job hunting like me, stay encouraged!
This homegirl is so down with Homegirl Potato Chips that I be trippin'.
I’d like to make a toast to my first apartment. To its cold hardwood floors and stupid, weak shower head. Little apartment, you taught me things.
What would you want in your grownup Easter basket besides the tears of one million stupid boys?
A student was filming a PSA and got to use training dummies, naturally wackiness ensued and he began Snapchatting photos of the human props.
Finals always feel like a cartoonish storm cloud lingering over your head, raining upon the parade you thought you had created during spring break.
To be honest, my university was not at the top of my list until I visited the campus.
It was uncomfortable and I really had to push through my insecurities and that looming title of indentured servitude, "intern."
That is the point of this post that I wish I could click something on the computer screen and have it magically teleported straight into my mouth. What even is a 3D printer for?
The point is Black students are rejecting the limitations imposed on them because of race, class or media representations.