Nope, there are super creepy red flags all over this .

Regarding Giselle... How the fuck do you stay married to someone who supports Trump? I almost broke up my with my boyfriend when we were having a “devil’s advocate” argument about him. Like, where is the respect? I can’t even fucking imagine. (I know, they are rich and beautiful, and have kids... Ugh) Don’t get it.

My mental health took a serious dip this month, to the point where the only thing keeping me from the closest ER was whether it would be covered by my insurance. (I’m better now. My sense of humor is slowly returning, and I’m finding little things to keep going. Soon this will pass.)

As someone who was suicidal and made a few attempts in my early twenties, I can tell you that I did in part want to get revenge on the people who had, in my mind, not loved me enough or who had “wronged me.” I wanted them to regret their actions forever and think about the ways they could’ve been better to me. That’s…

Tell me you saw the episode where they got the “pet” crab, because I treasure it.

I pulled some tarot for you.

Honestly, I think I meant to say “younger” and not older because most of these albums came out after my high school days I think. Ellie’s damn near a toddler if that list is any indication.

Ellie Shechet, you are the last honest woman on this site or Facebook. Shitty soundtracks abounded in the 90's and anyone who doesn’t have at least one is a liar. Mine were the Empire Records and Trainspotting soundtracks (I saw someone else had Trainspotting but that’s one of the less embarrassing ones, so no…

I came away with the opposite impression. No mention of Madonna? Just one person mentioning Alanis? Skews younger to me (Juzwiak excepted).

I don’t know about y’all, but my FB feed was mostly full of guys listing 10 bands composed entirely of men. When a couple of my female friends pointed out how revealing it is that so many guys could claim to have no female musical influences, surprise, surprise, all their male friends have gotten defensive, one called…

I want there to be one where you list the albums you’re ashamed you owned as a teenager, regardless of its depth of impact on your existence.

YES. That Placebo song where he drives over the bridge.... swoon