Yes, we’re all about getting our redheaded brothers and sisters the love and appreciation they deserve, because let’s face it: they’re simply lovely.
Amanda is a freelance writer for YourTango who divides her time between NYC and Paris She has been published in The Atlantic, Forbes, LearnVest, xoJane, Huffington Post, and many others. Her greatest dream is to win a cheesecake eating contest while holding a baby panda.
If you cheat, what you’ve really done is said, “I don’t love you. I never loved you. I never respected you. I never cared for you. All of this was a lie.”
Having already decided my vagina was a place where no tongue or mouth should go, I talked my way out of it as much as possible.
It’s hard to love again after you’ve been manipulated, put down, controlled, belittled, and made to feel worthless by someone who was supposed to love you and care about you.
In the past few months, I’ve heard the term “f*ckboy” being tossed around a lot. In my mind, without any research on the topic or its history, I figured it was a boy who was kept around for, well, f*cking.
It’s something that can’t be described when you’re in it, and something you also feel as though, once you’ve known it, you can never live without.
Need a reason to get your butt to the gym? Here’s a good one.
Things are looking bleak for the beard trend. It seems, and it saddens me to report this, that the beard overload is creating a backlash against the beloved facial hair.