Why do folks expect to book themselves a partner by doing, well, nothing?
How can I “feel comfortable in my own skin” when my skin itself is distressing every other part of me?
It was the sweetest, most adorable time I wanted to murder a creature under ten pounds. Blessed — that’s just what I am!
There is enough terror in this world. Let’s not respond to hate with more hate.
If this winter is anything like the last few, we’re not gonna be able to get through it without chums.
The only thing worse than crying at work is trying to hide the fact that you’re crying at work.