RIP to the happiest place on earth.
We laughed, we cried, we fought Woo rats in the bathroom. We slipped in beer, we tore our Forever 21 dresses, and we judged everyone who was not us. Here’s to a place whose beauty could not be
tolerated appreciated whilst sober. To the fake IDs, to the drinks that were 1% vodka 99% soda, and to the bull, who probably has more STDs than Health Services could ever test for. Raise your glass to all of the Salty Thursdays that turned into FML Fridays.