📍Sorority Haüs 🌜💓🏚🐈🌿🌱👩👩👧👧✨🕳🔮🌼🌛official gushy goodbye post 💔 I remember the first time I hung out really hard with my roommates in Savannah, we made pesto and drank rosé and climbed onto the roof. I felt like I was on a TV show because I was surrounded by all these gorgeous, funny, magical creatures in this family sitcom worthy house. We survived poorly hung drywall, heartbreaks, passive aggressive cat stuff, Savannah summers, radical self care (thank you @shannn.i for introducing me to Tiger Blood), graduate school and goodbyes together. We hosted sorting ceremonies, pity parties, feasts big and small (some of the best meals I’ve ever had were made by @beautiful12yearold in this house), and broke some windows. We filled this house to the brim with holiday decorations (much to the dismay of @avapan ), plants, exotic animals (if you haven’t met @danascullystrenchcoat ride or die crested gecko Giz, maybe you should re-evaluate your priorities), Asian noodles, beach chairs, friends, visitors, and new roommates at every opportunity. You could always find half-finished projects, someone to binge watch a TV show with you (@missdollyyy and I powered through the OC last summer like crazed teenagers), something to stress clean, and leftover pastries in this house. The fact that I won’t be returning home to Sorority Haüs is a difficult reality I would rather look at in a different light so that I don’t feel as lonely about it. I am so grateful to have had those potent two and a half years.