I wear Express’s high-waisted skinny jeans! And I absolutely adore them (they’re also super soft)! I have fat on my waist and don’t feel comfortable in low-waist jeans, so Express has been a source of self-esteem magic. Yes, let’s keep high-waisted around. *high-five emoji*

Wait, I thought high-rise jeans were the thing this year? Can they be? Can we overturn this low-rise ruling?

“She was going to be killed by this guy some day, somehow. She didn’t have to die that night.”

Oh, you like literally anything? Guess you’re a nerd.

Hair! Hair is too fucking hard! Mine is wavy and other than straightening it or putting mousse in it, I have no idea how to handle it.

This woman is magic.

This has happened to me, but it was a guy I barely knew. We met at a party, went back to my dorm (#college), made out for a while, and fell asleep. I woke up to him just seconds away from ~*paradise*~, so I didn't have enough time to do anything. Then again, I was so horrified that I don't know what I would have done…

THANK YOU. I've wanted to say this but couldn't find the right words. Well done.

A++ for picture and title combo.

Anybody else bleed for 3 straight months after getting Mirena put in? Holy fuck, that was the worst part for me (worse than installation — at least that part was quick!). But other than that, this thing is dope as hell and I never want to use anything else.

~*~aLcOhOL~*~

Ugh. Of course it came from Family Guy.

I'd love to know how this correlates to percentage of the couple's total income rather than an actual dollar amount, as well as who paid for the wedding — if family chipped in, if the couple paid for it themselves, etc. (though I haven't read the actual study, maybe something like that is in there).

UGH, guess I'll have to go back to exfoliating my teeth with sandpaper.

Oh my god Lindy you are the greatest. I was just a new Jezebel baby when you started writing here and you quickly became one of my absolute favorites (I still go back and read your Titanic summary when I need a pick-me-up). Go forth and do more dick-punching, no-fuck-giving, raw and honest magic.

A) What the fuck. You can practically see him stamping his feet via text message.

My boss came out of his office and told me to start training her, so I did. The next day, we finished up training and as my boss was leaving, he said, "Hey, are you coming in tomorrow?"

Last month I walked into work one day and my replacement was sitting at my desk.

Does anyone else get frustrated when media outlets try to describe "hooking up" strictly in terms of intercourse and nothing else? I was in college between 2007-2011, and in my experience, people were mostly making out/fooling around and were reluctant to go all the way. Sex was totally okay once you were in a…

YES. SEATTLE. This is dooopppee. Thanks, Jezebel!