Yeah, I'm 5'5", pretty damn average for height, a dress that is under the "standout office attire" should not just barely cover my ass.

I find Modcloth's sizing and quality to be very inconsistent (I'm not plus sized, but have ordered from there a great deal). It's to the point where I refused to buy anything unless it's been in stock for a while and has several reviews, so I know the quality of what I'm buying. I'm glad it's working out better for…

He suffered a detached retina as a teenager and is partially blind, which might be attributed to untreated Marfan's Syndrome.

It's bizarre to me that he could go this long in his life without getting it diagnosed. Time to go sue your childhood pediatrician?

This is my favorite comment of all time.

I'm not saying I want to marry the dude. I'm saying I want to lick his obliques.

I want to go to there.

"Don't waste time mourning - organize!"

I will live under a poncho in the woods in the Alaskan winter before I move back in with my parents.

And it's not like Disney movies have never had characters die, for Pete's sake. Let's see, off the top of my head: Frozen, Bambi, The Lion King...

My Catholic cousins put it this way: "Jesus's first miracle was changing water into wine, and that sounds like an endorsement to me."

This was the first Sondheim musical I ever loved. I am so irrationally mad about this movie news. Hell, they might as well just have had a musical episode of Once Upon a Time, the way this is going.

I just can't imagine, having a young creature, completely dependent on you, loving you, and you take that love and slowly, intentionally torture him to death. With him not knowing, still thinking that you'll do anything for him, because he's your baby.

Just run hard until you feel like you're going to die. Then walk until you barely catch your breath again. Then run again. Repeat for 60 minutes, or until your vision starts going black. Drink water, do some push-ups, sit-ups, lunges, squats, and burpees for 30 minutes with as little rest in between as possible. …

LET ME HAVE MY NORMCORE MOMENT, OKAY? Just let me have it. It's not hurting you. I NEED THIS.

I'm not saying you're wrong, but

Don't your jeans chafe against your vulva? I flinched just reading your post.

Me, every time Bran Stark is on screen: "OMG, NOBODY CARES, BRAN."

I didn't know what to do once I started getting my period and my mother thought I was too young for tampons. How do you do a maxipad with a leotard and tights??? (I quit ballet that year)

I feel like it's... not sanitary? To not wear underwear frequently? Or is this some old wive's tale my mom instilled in me at a young age?