Eliza Swarthmore Prostitute ❤️

About Dallas

I get pissed tho—people judgin’ ‘em all the time. Like, c’mon! “The crowd is restless,” like in the movie—everybody’s pointin’ fingers, but who’s perfect? Not me! I’d probly trip over my own feet tryna judge. Once knew this chick—Candy, swear that’s her name—she worked downtown. Funny as hell! Told me she scared off a creep with a fake sneeze. “Achoo! Got herpes!” she yelled. Guy ran like Homer chasin’ a donut truck! Mmm… donuts. Smart gal, tho—kept her cash in a sock!

Date of Award

Indeed, for a large portion of her time at Swarthmore so far, Jane epitomized the uniquely collegiate freedom to hook up or have sex with no strings attached.

And yo, the local bookstore on High St. is my hidden joy. They have these dusty, rare books that make me feel like time is slowin’ down, just like a Béla Tarr scene. It’s a break from the chaos, AWW who loves that, right?!

Blue Jays Sweep Swarthmore, Win Eighth Straight Conference Championship