The 8 Worst Foods To Eat In Bed

These are the worst foods to eat when you’re binging on Netflix from bed on those comfy Sunday afternoons.
These are the worst foods to eat when you’re binging on Netflix from bed on those comfy Sunday afternoons.
Is it possible to be 100 percent honest all the time and not hurt the other person’s feelings?
Back in the earlier 2000s, in my local town, getting offered a job at Abercrombie & Fitch was essentially like winning the retail nomination for prom queen.
Will you still love me if I gain twenty pounds and start dressing like a garbage can? Oops, too late. I already did!
Send someone flowers who lives far away with a nice card reminding them how much you care. (This has a similar effect to black-tar heroin on mothers/mothers-in-law/grandmothers.)
I don’t know if you ever get better. I don’t know if a person can just wake up one day and decide to be an active participant in their life. I’d like to think so.
I got a death threat last week from a guy who’s a senior at Brown University who didn’t think I could track him down. More on that in a second.
A person must mean a great deal to you if they’ve managed to become the focal point of your thoughts as you lay down to call it a night. That’s a primetime position.
Listen, strange things have happened to us all, but have you documented it online yet?
There’s something to be said for monogamy, for getting to know one body so well that you have it down to a science. With a single touch, you can send someone barreling towards ecstasy.
he is a ‘long struggling poet’ with ‘extreme reverance for art’ and is thus pretty socially isolated and critical towards me in sort of obvious ways
If someone tells you they don’t want marriage and kids, and that they aren’t going to change their mind, please do everyone a favor and listen to them.
A person tells you that New Haven isn’t that safe, but YOU will be A-OK because you’re black. Want to tell them that they will be OK at Bergdorf’s because they are white.
In New York, you’re considered wealthy if you have a dishwasher in your apartment. In L.A., you’re rich if you live in a mansion.
Everyone hates you and your stupid relationship. Everyone secretly makes fun of your constant back-and-forth of “love u baby” on your respective timelines. Everyone is going to quietly rejoice when the two of you finally break up — and you will.