Poems From Frat Row, 2015, 4ft x 1in x 9ft,  plastic letter beads, friendship bracelet string 

Beaded phrases that I hear while living in my apartment on frat row, below are some examples of the beaded text

Albert. Oh my fucking, oh my god. Where's Albert? Is that Albert?! Albert! There, there's Albert! Run dude!Albert run dude! Hahaha he was like bye bitches! Alright, let's walk.

Stop I hate you How do we get home?  How do we get home? Wait …. Alyssa You dropped your phone! You asshole! Here, I picked it up. Alyssa! Wait, where are we? You dropped your phone again! What the fuck!!?

Oh no bid? No bid?! I don't give a fuck!  if I get a bid. Don't look at me, you little bitch! Yeah, walk away with your fucking cigarette. I’m not your typical fucking freshman.

Ew. Ew. He fucked all over her. I love her. I love her. YOU PERVERT! I WILL chop your balls off!…..Okay Olivia..

You fucking butthead. Dude, you’re in a t-shirt.

My phone died. My phone. We’re going to die. Like seriously. I’m going to die.

I had you so much that I love you. Yo! Fuck these frats, let’s go watch a movie.