10. Remember when Khloe revealed her revenge body and the Internet couldn’t stop screaming?
Lamar who?
Lamar who?
My favorite memories are the ones that never seem noteworthy—the ones you never tell at parties or recount to your family, the ones that don’t have a plot or a reason. There’s something in those excerpts of life, something so beautifully, achingly human.
These are the moments that matter the most.
These are the words we leave behind.