He cleaned my chimney good—better than he ever cleaned yours.
There’s a good way to get rid of stuff you don’t like and don’t want others to see. It’s called “burning it.”
Word had somehow spread about my abortion and all these girls came up to me saying how strong and independent I was and how I must be going through such a hard time.
I have a dream that my future little children will one day watch a World Cup where the teams will not be judged by how many goals they score, but by the color of their skin.
What happens to a broad abroad stays abroad.
When I woke up this morning I saw the hashtag everywhere on Twitter and I was like so blown away at how viral it had become.
Being this pretty makes me an easy target for pretty-shaming. Other women are like, really intimidated by me, and are really bitchy behind my back.
Here I was, wanting to have sex, and the guy I wanted to have sex with was denying me what I wanted.
None of you can have missed the fact that this Grade-A Bitch is everywhere, but what you may not know is that she’s actually nowhere—because she doesn’t really exist.
It’s a sign of strength to cry, especially when you’ve gone through something that no girl should have to go through.