Because we are all human. We are all imperfect. We are all perfectly imperfect.Kaleigh Ask me anything Submit
It’s finals week, and my friend and I (both English majors) are doing homework together.
It’s not going well.
I’ve growled at my homework multiple times, and she’s put paperclips in her earring holes.
Is this what it’s like being an English major—A perpetual state of weirdness?
Do you ever close your eyes to blink and then forget to open them for 20 years?
I have. You can call me Rip Van Winkle
You better check it before you wreck- it, Ralph.
It’s the last day of No Shave November.
The sounds of razors can be heard in the distance. The muffled sounds of girls who love beards are beginning to intensify.