I know that the power in a relationship falls under the person who cares the least…and as awful as it sounds, I’ve grown to hate being the person who cares the most.
You've probably already considered summer's best fashion trends - rompers and crop tops galore - as well as the season's most celebrated makeup looks - like bright lips and cheeks. What you may not have figured out yet? Which hair trend you'll be rocking.
You have to find time to do the things that take a little time (run errands) AND the things that come effortlessly (five episodes of Parks and Rec in one sitting).
Sometimes your single status is a scarlet letter that has been sewn on your forehead, other times your delusions have you believing this dry spell is more sunny California than Sahara Desert.
Even if you don't agree with me, we probably share the same values. We probably both want equality and pizza for all.
I know my infinity will be infinite tears as I am sobbing out of the AMC Theater and putting cigarettes in my mouth like I'm some kind of metaphor.
Look at this photograph. Every time I do it makes me laugh. How did our eyes get so red? And what the hell is on Joey's head?
If I had a dollar for every time someone comments "you're flawless" on one of Kendall Jenner/Shay Mitchell/Selena Gomez's Instagram selflies, I'd be able to afford a Birkin.
Fear cannot be the thing that stops you from getting what you want and becoming the best version of yourself. Don't be afraid, just be. Be the hero you wish existed when you were a kid.
Ever since Tumblr made it easy for 12-year-olds to aggregate pictures of dog shit and call it a blog, finding a good blog is like finding where LeBron James' forehead ends and his scalp begins. Luckily, there's Bosley for him and really good blogs floating around waiting to be discovered for us.
What if I were to tell you that you could find the secret to one of those fancy nail art looks at your local Office Depot?
Because I think I'm a new and improved Carrie Bradshaw, I started thinking about baseball and dating and tried to form some adorable connection. Well, guess what? I did.
Your life spirals out of control and as you zip up your orange jumpsuit for a life in prison, you realize, "It was all worth it!" That is how good the blooming onion is, my friends.
The amount of supplies required to get through a day of 6th grade was astonishing: pencils, pens, paper, binders, folders, rulers, calculators
With the exception of a very few, most people tend to regret jumping into something serious too soon.