Susan Sarandon is a queen and Piers Morgan needs to grovel at her feet like the peasant he is. That tbt tweet, my God, she's amazing.

I’ve witnessed the other side; people that seek out those that they know will be financially dependent on them so they can use money to control them.

I feel like this is the appropriate place to tell this story: I dressed up as RBG on Halloween, and SO MANY people asked me if I was Judge Judy. Her influence on the American psyche should not be underestimated.

schlubs. schlubs aint gonna get no love from me...hanging out the side of ya best mans ride tryin to holla at me.

I’m kinda excited to watch fifty shades of black when it comes out on DVD or on-demand. Am I alone in this? I would go to see it in theatres but that requires putting on pants and a bra and I really don't have time for that.

If there was indeed a God, French Stewart would be the newest Kardashian dating fodder.

Amber and Blac are in here for a long haul daytime soap revenge plot. Which will eventually end with them taking over the Kardashian empire and booting the family out of their mansion.

What do you do when your entire public persona that made you famous, being a liquored-up party girl, is found out to be the result of a mix of PTSD and guidance by your rapist?

Many of the good upstanding protesting Christian men were shocked at the sight of breasts as these were the first they’d seen since viewing porn the night before.

It’s been a bit nippy on both coasts I see.

This was totally like my wedding, only we were inspired by CarTalk. Our performance artists wore vintage muscle car transmissions on their heads and in retrospect the whole thing would have been far less tragic had we not insisted that they get in the pool.

So. Much. To. Mock.

“The bride and groom unintentionally posed in front of a garbage dumpster, foreshadowing the first few years of their marriage.”

So both of these people are insufferable, but it’s so weird that literally everything they didn’t like about her (lightness, distracting family) was positive and inspiring when he stepped up. I’d be mad too if I was her, but in less of a “why can’t I ever be good enough” way and in more of a “that’s some internalized…

Lessons I learned from TLC and Toni Broketon...sorry, Braxton...fucking up.

As a first generation American of Mancunian lineage, the photos are a visual representation of the song of my people - an alcohol-fueled, slurry, out-of-tune song.