THANK YOU!!!
THANK YOU!!!
I get this so much. 2016 and the first half of 2017 were awful for me. Like, nothing happened to me (other than the American political climate), but I was really stuck in rumination cycles that lasted for MONTHS. Like, I would wake up to the same tune of awful phrases in my head. I would try to meditate and just the…
50 mg of sertraline saved my fucking life. My only regret is that I waited so long to do it. I waited about 7 years after I had to leave university due to depression/anxiety. I waited about a month after I hung up with a suicide crisis line. I waited about 1 week after I had a panic attack that felt like needles in my…
W O R T H I T
I always thought that Greta Gerwig being cast in Frances Ha was a little too on the nose, and couldn’t be topped. This was absolutely ridiculous.
Goddamn, that combover is looking pretty shabby these days.
I’ve said it before, and I’ve said it again about this trash: YAWN.
YAWN.
Her waist in those jeans! I die.
Agreed! I need to see this like, yesterday.
This is precisely what I woke up for this morning.
It hasn’t re-situated itself from the last time her head spun around 360 degrees.
lol, in-bread dogs
Good luck to you too!
omg, your first paragraph is me right now.
The FUPA is real.
I worked at a children’s science museum, where I hosted themed birthday parties on the weekends. The museum had a few different party themes to choose from, and the main job of the hostess was to lead the kids through a take home craft projecty and, by and large, the most requested theme was “chemistry” where the…
In regards to your second paragraph: yes. I think it goes a little more than just having access to high-end clothes and a beauty team. She is too perfect, if that makes sense? Like, if you broke down white American beauty into discrete features, and put all of them on her face. Whether or not she comes by that…
It is a myth. I’ve done the dickwork. Doesn’t hold up.
hmm, this “i don’t know thing” makes me think there is one thing that Gwynnie DOES know about: getting high and giving anything that comes across your editorial desk an OK.