Nobody Likes You When You’re 23, But You Can Learn To Like Yourself
If someone loves you along the way, good for you, invite me to the wedding so I can embarrass myself on the dance floor.
If someone loves you along the way, good for you, invite me to the wedding so I can embarrass myself on the dance floor.
My first date lasted fifteen minutes.
At times, kids tend to be right — their observations tell it like it is on the most basic, literal level that you just can’t argue with.
Like any good 90’s girl, I grew up crushing on and jamming out to the sweet harmonies of boy bands. At…
I want to like it. I really do.
Then, and only then, is it time. Time for a fall. Time for a Pumpkin Spice Latte.