Some of the love, dating and relationship posts on Secret are so sentimental, so bizarre, so shallow and so thirsty that if you added them all up you'd have yourself one silly romantic comedy where the guy runs through an airport and the girl finally forgives him for eating rocky road ice cream.
Add it up: Beyoncé is an outfit stealer!
Tip those fedoras, kiddies, you're about to get out of the friendzone.
Do you have a selfie-inflated ego? Do others say you are mores selfie-ish than selfie-less?
You think you can spot the Cara Delevigne's, you don't know ish.
Sia should win but she won't, obviously.
Basically each and everyone of us is a monster.
Another chapter in the book of privilege.
Leighton Meester wants to know why audiences hate women so much.
Giving women credit in history's past is how we give ourselves the power to change the future.
There are a ton of perks to being in a sorority and I learned a lot about what I missed by creeping on Instagram.
It looks like Lana Del Rey puked Instagram cotton candy flowers to the tune of a Britney Spears song on helium and LSD.