SONG RECOMMENDATION: “Liability” by Lorde.
The last three days have been hell on hell. Tommy begged me to stay home, but I ignored him like the stubborn i***t I am.
Easton University might be prestigious, but its students are anything but. Toilet paper balls hurled at me between classes, chewed gum stuck to my chair, “accidental” drinks spilled down my back — it’s all become my new normal since I returned on Friday.
The hate comments and death threats haven’t slowed down either. Tommy has been my lifeline through all of it, but I’m scared I’m burning him out.
I sit in the back of my English lecture, hood up, eyes glued to my notebook. My major is Literature but I love journalism. I'm a walking contradiction everybody. I can hear the whispers anyway no matter how much they hush thei
