Sadie Randall
Pronouns: she/her/hers
Sadie is a fourth year majoring in Media Studies and minoring in Architecture. She is passionate about space, art, and self expression. When she’s not in class you can find her hanging with friends, sleeping, doing crafts, or listening to music.
Nationally, PERIOD is an organization that fights period poverty and stigma through pillars of education and service and advocacy...
I scheduled my life around these substances while I was home in Houston; the amount of Netflix and fanfiction I consumed comprised a heaping portion of my one meal a day.
i’ve always found small towns an interesting concept. to have everyone know you throughout your life, see your best moments, and hardest tragedies.
The longer you stare at something the scarier it gets. And sadly, that’s your most used sense. Your sight. Your eyes.
Everything takes time. whether it be a short amount or the entirety of your existence. and now we enter a space where no matter how much practice we give ourselves we still feel unprepared.
1 out of 6
Okay, please gather around the tree; we’re just missing one person. One, two, three, four, five, six … nineteen.
Oh, were you here the whole time?
“Yes.”
Okay, well, let’s go ahead and introduce ourselves: name, major, and hometown.
When I was eleven years old, I came back from camp, and lo and behold, the white bedroom walls I had left behind were now pink. Not a soft pink you’d have for a newborn, but a bold, fierce pink that gave me just one thought: “I hate it.” When my mother told me there was a surprise waiting for me at home, I had not expected this.
The Road Not Taken
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both”
- Robert Frost
Two sides of the same coin
Stuck on the edge
Between the grooves
Waiting to fall
Now I’ll go