by Anna Marsh, Anonymous, Jane Jeong, Katie Duggan, Malcolm Steinberg, Miriam Friedman, Tianyi Wang, Zach Cohen in on
Mar 12, 2017 • No Comments
In the succeeding entries, we telescope our sleepy selves.
"I am forever a part of this corner of the world—how could I not be, when it is the reason that I get those strange looks and questions to begin with?"
"I arrived on my first day of work nervous, the sweat of my anxiety masked by the steamy September weather."
"My point that I’m not pointing starts with the Scopes Trial."
"Why does silence always feel so violent between two people?"
Finding a home in a haunted ghost town
"When she dreamt of something, she dreamt of ballet."
As I reflected on my failed attempt to find love on Tinder, I could not help but agree with Nietzsche.
A reflection on Princeton’s skewed perception of wealth
Did the pangs ever actually stop? Are they pangs, or are they constant? Do they hurt you? Are you okay?