2. After a brutal winter, it’s being reported that Boston still has giant snow piles — only now they’re being filled with dirt, trash, and anyone who bears a resemblance to Alex Rodriguez.
I love you so much, I’ll eat spinach.
When she gave us new things to think about post-sex.
“Don’t talk out loud, you lower the IQ of the whole street.”
Real women describe their most traumatic accidental flashing experiences.
“I know a lot of people who aren’t traditionally ’beautiful’ – not symmetrical or perfect-bodied or perfect-skinned. But none of that matters because all that shines through is their confidence, humor and comfort with themselves. I can’t think of any better representation of beauty than someone who is unafraid to be herself.”
ust like many are still processing the fact that 1997 and 1996 babies alike are on the brink of college, us late 80s babies are in our late 20s – some of us married with children and working, while others are Tindering and drunk in “trying to get their shit together.”
It was important to make my presence known at Interview so I could set myself apart from the other interns—one of whom I swear to God was South African royalty.
He/she will not stop crying. Nobody can even pinpoint the source of tears, it seems to be about everything. It runs the gamut from ex lover turmoil to just crying because the party ran out of Fireball.
I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab For Cutie: To sing out loud when you have the feels for the pizza you just demolished.