Navigating a time-honored Columbia tradition: getting hit on by Anonymous.
Columbia Confessions has been the backbone of my time in quarantine. The real, often hilarious posts give insight to sides of Columbia the world rarely gets to see: the sad, the angry, and, of course, the yearning. Bored out of my mind and obsessed with the later type, I’ve decided to catalog its subcategories and […]
Columbia Confessions has only been around for a little while, but it’s already generated some weird posts—including one in which a stoner-turned-anti-marijuana-crusader exposes us as alleges us to be a propaganda network.
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