That delicious, happy feeling in my veins? Could be cancer.
To avoid a tragically painful day that may keep you away from delicious food, here is what you should do.
Ain't nobody got time for Starbucks prices anymore.
Better than walking into a Starbucks at 9AM.
The tingly scrub of a lifetime.
There is not enough sparkle in the world.
National Coffee Month continues to bring beauty into this world.
Because om nom nom nom.
Dealing with sickness in college can be a tricky situation. You get so tired and stressed at times it seems like an illness just KNOWS how to ruin your week…or month in some of your poor souls’ cases.
The summer of sparkles.
You could say I’ve been rolling the dice sexually; there have definitely been a few regrettable slop shows.
See the color-changing ice cream in a GIF!
Sometimes it’s actually okay to say, “ya know what, that sucked,” and keep on going with your life. I feel like now more than ever we’re being pressured to pretend like things are working, or enjoyable, or even worth it, and sometimes, they aren’t.
FYI: One venti white chocolate mocha can cost you 580 calories...not to mention almost 5 bucks.
There was a period where I was struggling in most areas of my health, including not really sleeping through the night anymore. It was months of tossing and turning and feeling like shit pretty much every day, or at least most days of the week, before I realized something had to be wrong.
I feel like a sausage experiencing condensation.
No one gets to define your beauty but you and when you are brave enough to proclaim that it makes people uncomfortable.
I've been pretty good about sticking with the healthier eating, and I've found a way to kind of kill some cravings. I go on Pinterest.
Get ready to roll your eyes all the way back into your head. Oh look, I can see my brain.
Honor the legacy of moderately priced, moderately delicious cupcakes!
Do you HAVE to go after? Is there something wrong with me that I can’t go?
Do you have a 23-inch waist?
OMG I love Chipotleeeeeeee. Oh my gaaaaaaaawd.
All you need is an avocado egg roll and a prayer.
Since graduation I've really, really gotten close with my anxiety, not in a good, coping kind of way. In a bad, consuming kind of way.