That reporter is a goddamn professional. I would have lost it.
That reporter is a goddamn professional. I would have lost it.
That sounds both scary and magical. :)
I almost beat a woman with my camera in Yellowstone once. She kept inching closer and closer to a bison and I told her she needed to back up. She responded, “Oh, they must be so used to people by now.” When I told her that, no, they aren’t, that they are quite dangerous and can charge at up to 35 mph, she looked…
The shark looks so depressed. Like when fans ask Kanye West for a selfie and his soul just leaves his body.
This is an interesting study to report on, but the tone of this article (namely, presenting it as advice) is very MRA/PUA. Like, we’re supposed to start ostensibly platonic friendships with people under the expectation that they owe us sex and we will eventually ensnare them into a relationship? Because that’s what…
You rock!!! Thanks so much. How do you like my new name???
HEY. This site has its very own Cady and she is terrific!
Yeah, because more instances of indentured servitude is just what the world needs right now.
I am suuuuuuuper grateful that Twitter/FB/et al didn’t exist when I was 25. My hysterical maudlin bullshit was fortunately confined to AOL chat rooms and IMs.
There is really no greater gift a former lover can give you than an overwrought love letter (or series of inane tweets, it is 2015). First it’s painful to read, then you start cringing, then relief washes over you as you realize you could have ended up with someone who totally seemed normal at first but actually has a…
So it's not just my fb friends. Comforting.
Cady’s tweets remind me of the obnoxiously vague and fatalistic status updates that certain friends post of Facebook and then refuse to explain.
Oh wow thx for reminding me because that totally happened to me, too :( Found a letter bf had written to some girl the year before we met. It was poetic and emotional and he has never written anything as nice as that for me. It was really upsetting at the time, I cried quite a bit.
My Doberman is my character judge. I don’t trust anyone until they get his seal of approval.
Some people are not ready to be sane.
I’m with Betty on Mad Men on that one: “I’ve learned to listen when people tell you it’s over. They don’t want to say it so it’s usually the truth.”