easytoplease
easytoplease
easytoplease

I agree.

I would like my life to be some version of Freaky Friday 2, where I get $100K for 2 hours of partying and Lindsay sits in my small cubicle in my small nonprofit org's office for $14 an hour.

I fully empathize with you friend, I have been there, and you articulate that feeling very well. Keep in mind though, that I was talking about a group of up-till-yesterday happy, healthy kids who committed suicide over high school break-ups, specifically to the exclusion of people who suffer from chronic mental

I do not ever want to see these tacky horrid floral crown/wreath/headbands again. Last week some 50-something woman having a midlife crisis was wearing one on the subway at 10am on a Wednesday. Coachella is a contagion, people, and it needs to be stopped.

Nope she really wore a nath and then a bindi. All she needs is a kimono and she has the cultural appropriation trinity.

Is this a joke? This is a joke, right?

How could you miss this from Kendall Jenner?!

Oh god I have TMJ and constantly move my jaw from side to side because it hurts. Hopefully nobody thinks I'm on coke!

What is happening.

I love a dress that screams, "LOOK AT MY BELLY BUTTON! LOOK AT IT!"

I was raised that being on time is a sign of respect.

All true, I don't want to dismiss the very real problem of mental illness in teens. I'm also someone who suffered from severe depression as a child, and mental illness is hard enough for adults with resources, coping skills, and frames of reference to deal with. I am not sure that these clusters of suicides are the

Remember, teenage brains are still developing, their hormones are out of wack, there is evidence to show that they have trouble putting things in perspective. Its a very scary time to go through something like depression, to not have the experience to know whats going on with anything, to feel peer pressure and adult

Did she pay you?

When you can't stop moving your mouth and jaw because you've done so much cocaine. Some people grind. Some people chew. Some people clench.

I know when I was in school and I wrote pretty dark things my teacher informed my mother. My mom already had me in therapy by that point, but I think it is necessary that a teacher report depressive behavior to the parents or at least a school counselor/social worker. They're mandated to report if they see signs of

I was hoping someone would ask this. I'm at work, so I'm afraid to google it.

As someone who is looking to take on a second job in the shitty town in which I'm temporarily stuck, just to be able afford my return to the city, and someone who is still unable to nab one of the shitty local Subway jobs because competition is fierce for any fucking work out here... Yeah, you sound like an asshole.

This makes me really like Chris Martin!

I've told this story a million times and I'm 100% sure I've told it on Jezebel, but it's one of my favorite stories (and I'm a storyteller by nature):
I was 15-16 years old and on a study abroad trip to Switzerland/Italy. I was in Florence and my host family wanted to go to the top of some tall medieval building,