Maybe they don’t even realize it. They have grown up for so long in the cage of their beauty and have come to imagine that everyone is afforded their treatment.

4. It’s not a hickey, it’s a tattoo… of a hickey.

Like many others, I spent four of my most formative and drunken years in a deeply involved love affair with Boston. In the wake of Monday’s tragedy, I’d like to…

Space is recoverable. The status of a college degree, the income from a job — recoverable. Time is not. This time you have now is it. You will not get…

Becoming more acutely aware of how precious all the time you have with your older family members is, and how not a single day with them is guaranteed.

The Hooded Sweatshirt Douchebag

10. Mild hallucinations are setting in. Did my puppy just mumble something about Cee Lo Green’s tiny hands and smile with a full set of human teeth?

That you’re essentially paying thousands of dollars to end up with a piece of paper and maybe a job that pays off your debt. Maybe.

Answering a phone call while still in their bed and telling your friend “I can’t talk right now, I’ll tell you about it later.”

Once again, Corporate America tries to sell us on the notion you need a specific item to fulfill a given function when you can use practically anything soft to substitute…

Don’t talk to strangers, don’t talk to Anthony Hopkins and especially don’t talk to an island-based cult of women who worship bees.

A film so empty, lazy and artless that it doesn’t even bother to spoof the movies that it’s ostensibly supposed to be parodying, or bother to tell any real jokes…

Perhaps the strangest thing about all this was how little I cared about who was responsible for the attack. I’m sure I will. I’m sure one day, when I learn…

We were reminded of the capacity for evil and we were reminded of our own mortality.

Photos and tweets of the explosion in Boston. We’ll be updating this for the rest of the day.

24. “As hard as I’ve tried, I don’t know how not to be adorable.”

9. You cannot reach the finish line unless you start.

Why is it scary, though? Part of it has to be the obvious reasons — are they going to become lame, lose sight of who they are, forget what made…

This weekend, my cat died. It’s awful news. The kind of news you want to crawl up with for a week and beg to go away.

Here are my smart critiques that I think would really help Wes Anderson and his movies and I’m pretty sure he would agree with me I have a really good…

Sometimes the people that your ex left you for were actually much better for them, and they are happier now, and they absolutely don’t regret leaving you to get with…

Just as the first person you slept with turned out to not actually be your soul mate (even though it reeeeeally felt like it on that one camping trip), your…

Special shout out to pita wraps, foods on sticks, and spaghetti for also being incredibly delicious, but essentially impossible to eat without looking like a rabid animal.

14. Flea markets. I’m in love with these damn things. Walk in with $10 and walk out with fresh pecans, some rusting knick-knacks, and a Bad Company LP. It’s like…

We all promise we won’t lose touch. Friends forever. You’re like my brother. My sister. I won’t be gone for that long. We’re not going to change that much.

Snapchatting pictures of themselves getting blowjobs to their bros.