In early relationships, before I was the Bold Girl I am today, I would hide my feelings, no matter the cost. I would let things build and build until I was banging my arms against the dashboard of my car screaming, "I'M FINE, GOD! WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME."
before I leave, I wanted to share with you one final list of what I’ve seen lead to happy relationships and happier people. May some of the pieces guide you toward joy as they have for me. Happy love and dating!
Dakota Johnson is posing for the cover of ELLE's March issue and opens up about life on the "Fifty Shades of Grey" set as well as some of her opinions of the book and her behind the scenes "sex secrets".
I always imagined that when I met my future husband, we would meet completely organically. Picture some meet-cute in a RomCom where we bump into each other and just know and the rest is history.
HAHAHAHA. I am dying over here because it is so amusing to me when men freak out about the shit women have to deal with on a daily basis and then have the audacity to take legal action when anyone with a vagina would be laughed out of society.
For curious fans of Harry Potter who wonder what a platonic Ron and Hermione would have looked like, your wishes are about to be granted.
Miley Cyrus is nude again in Vogue Germany. What can we say, she's got covetable boobs, why not show them off?
The snow in New York City is pretty yucky but if I was born with a fabulous coat, I don't think I'd be able to resist rolling around in it like these pups.
Russian women have a reputation of going all out, with every day providing an occasion to dress up. Their attention to detail, intolerance for sweatpants and Uggs, and ability to layer while battling the cold, combine to form what is essentially the superhero of street style inspiration.
The Davis Museum at Wellesley College put a Tony Matelli sculpture called "Sleepwalker" on the side of the road and as you can see it is fucking horrifying.
There's no time like the present to get a little crazy and see if shower sex is your new favorite pastime.
Nothing says I love you quite like a crass comment about "your holes" and "cum."
Looking like a Baluga doing the worm while crunching in your own home is completely fine. But when we step out in public with a buncha meat heads/Vicky's Secret babe wannabes crowding us while we're working out, sticking to a fitness routine gets a little daunting.
Instead of anxiously hanging around campus, hoping to meet a cute guy, try some of these tactics that’ll make meeting him seem a little less hopeless.