Truth is anyone who's from Towson loves it for one reason and hates it for another (even if its a small reason). The weird thing about Towson is when you leave, you miss it(even though you don't want too), and when you're there you want to get the hell out (or so you think). Once you have left, even if you never return, you will always have a little piece of it inside you. It might be a memory of your first Lily dress or your favorite pair of Uggs, or maybe its a memory of the first time you smoked at Towson Commons or roamed around town drunk. Thing is there's a little bit of everything in Towson, and a little bit of Towson in anyone who's ever lived there.
Towson fosters a multitude of fun stuff for people of every color, shape, size, and scene. Its true, you know it, deal.