Falling in love with a bad boy and hoping he’ll change his ways for you.
I have to confess, I love those shows on television about buying storage units and hunting through antiques, looking for something valuable. I’ve always had a fascination with old things and it seems like a relatively easy way to make some extra money. I imagined it must be almost like a treasure hunt. I imagined wrong.
Taking my hand, at an unexpected moment, accompanied by a simple, genuine smile that expresses more than words could possibly say.
Your friends’ siblings, who were tiny people when you used to go over to their place in high school, are now fully blossoming into adults and frankly it’s kind of freaky.
Due to inconsistent fitness habits and a love for buffets, my body has fluctuated in recent months. One week there’s abs, another there’s just mushiness. It’s like an actor altering their physique for two very different roles, but in those skinny-fat phases, you learn a lot. Here are some of those things.
When they made plans in front of me and didn’t invite me.
Dogs can tell when you’re coming home by how much of your scent is left in the house if you have a daily routine.
She’s immortal. She’s legendary. She’s beautiful. And you don’t know the first thing about her.
I have a female cousin who very briefly drove for Uber and she said one large male passenger smelled her hair by leaning into the front seat, called her “little girl” the whole ride and tried to convince her to change the destination from a bar to the middle of the goddamn woods. She no longer drives for Uber.
Would you rather have everyone twice your age and older talk like an adult from Charlie Brown or everyone half your age and younger talk like a minion?