My big brother is graduating from college #proud #wustl
change the direction of the train if you concentrate
I don’t like this stop
It was going one way, now it’s going the other way. NOW IT WON’T GO BACK OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE THOSE PEOPLE WILL NEVER GET TO THEIR PROPER DESTINATIONS
People from other countries—when traveling through this one—sometimes toss my friends and me looks. They are usually dressed according to the guide book—long skirts, high neck t-shirts, anything to look like they’re not inviting trouble. Whereas, we’re in shorts, tank tops, even the more conservative among us pick skinny jeans and floaty tops. How to explain to these women that it’s not a local-versus-tourist double standard; they could just as easily get raped as us, but we simply refuse to hide?