Inside, everyone is getting shitfaced and ignoring the fact that they’re all sworn enemies (which is my MO at parties, so I feel like this ball would be my jam).
In case you are not up to date on all things Leonardo DiCaprio, the trailer for The Wolf Of Wall Street came out on Monday, and it’s literally everything.
Fast & Furious 6 is incredible. I’m not even lying. Definitely go see it.
Slowly but surely, my crush evolved into full-blown obsession status. Despite the fact that Tom had A) never met me and B) did not possess any knowledge of my existence, the love I felt for him blistered away in my heart so strongly that I knew that he had to know, deep down, that his soul mate was a 12 year old girl living in Oklahoma City.
Bugs suck. They look like scary little aliens who want to kill us and eat our remains, and they’re dirty/gross. But they’re everywhere, and there’s nothing we can do about it. I think it’s been scientifically proven that if bugs stopped existing, people would stop existing, so suck it up and deal.
The only thing you really need to know about this season of The Bachelorette is that Emily has the power to reduce a grown man to a puddle of tears. She manages to demasculinize every male contestant in some way, and watching her conquer these poor unfortunate souls is not only entertaining, but it also makes me feel superior to all straight men in general.
Kiki’s “traveling to America” story was pretty dark, because her family had to cross the Atlantic on some old-ass boat, and *spoiler alert* her bff, Marta, died on the way over, thanks to immigration during the 19th century being very dangerous/unsanitary.
When I experienced that blast from your past called “I’m insaneeeeee, help meeeeee” this afternoon, that picture wasn’t telling the story of a pop star acting crazy for attention. Instead it was showing me a 20-something person who was really overwhelmed and clearly having a nervous breakdown. And today I realized: I’ve been there.