I like to think of relationships as being all about me because that is all that I am in control of.
They don’t tell you that one day you will be in a beach house filled and warm with people you met through a small screen in your hand.
I need a mental health specialist to help me recover from trying to find a mental health specialist.
One of the scariest comments I read all the time across different platforms (but especially on Thought Catalog) is “you call this journalism?”
It’s always Why Georgia playing in the car.
A google image result of water taken at the eye level of a swimmer maybe.
Everything is fine.
Cool. I’m glad I watched an entire show about this.
The kind of woman who can feel confident her life is going to look like Diane Keaton’s in The Family Stone in a few decades.
There is doubt. There is so much doubt. But there is also certainty.