I used to watch him dress, and it was something I loved. I’d lay in bed sipping at my little cup of coffee and watch him decide who he was going to be that day, and then he’d kiss me goodbye and I’d be there still, quietly shellshocked by that easy kind of love and routine.
Read more. I don’t mean your phone. I mean books.
For our first anniversary (paper), [my husband] scanned in all of the post-it love notes that we had left for each other and turned them into an ebook, which I found on an iPad he gave me. HEART EXPLOSION.
It had snowed the day I told you I didn’t love you anymore.
When you are Britney Spears, your daily reality consists of neon stageshows and candy perfume and a two-hour show you don’t know if you care about anymore, though the deal is long inked.
12 Hanky Panky black lace thongs.
No one woman’s words changed my life as much as Joni Mitchell.
“Don’t say, ‘I want to be a writer.’ Instead say, ‘I am a writer.’”
One of the best things I’ve learned is that you have to ask for what you want or you’ll never get it. People aren’t mind readers.
My mom’s generation of girls couldn’t communicate the way we do. She couldn’t type out how dry her pussy was or tell her friends how it felt to fold her body into another in a car in the rain