Seriously, I was shocked. Long story short: I was riding the bus to Rikers Island to volunteer and he was riding it too with some friends. We both got turned away from the front gate because our names weren’t on the list (I had been volunteering for 4 years at this point, the CO at the front knows me, but because I…

I met him once. It’s my like #1 best famous person interaction ever. He was so nice, and it just make me love him that much more. He deserves all the praise. All of it. Until I hear about him being a dick or something

I did vote for her!

I met him once and he was quite nice to me (as an employee at a party that he was attending), so, as a firm believer in the “if they’re nice to the servers they’re probably nice people,” idea, I support this match.

Thanks! If I had a choice, yeah, I’d probably choose a different place to live within LA, but, much like my move to LA, this was dictated to me as well. So, here I am. Eventually I will get back home, and everything will be quiet again in my realm of hate, until something enters it.

Nah, no grips needed. But yes, yes friend, I too am counting down the days. Like I said, keep it. Keep it tight. I hope to never set foot in it again once I leave.

Funny, because my native NYC family hates it. Just because I didn’t grow up there, doesn’t mean I didn’t spend a good deal of time there growing up.

Or maybe because it’s not NYC, and it’s not anywhere I want to live. Imagine if someone said to you, an apparent lover of LA, that you had to move to...Philly. You’d probably make the best of it (honestly, I’m doing that. this hatred is softened), and then try to figure out a way to get back home.

Nope and nope. And when I say “finger tips” I mean, literally fingertips and not like, a car ride away. This city is so epically garbage that I honestly can’t even begin to explain how much I hate it, other than: New York will always be my love, always be my home, and I’m literally counting down the days until I’m…

Yesssssssssss. Ugh, I would give anything for a bagel. Although, I live with a former Montreal Bagel chef...you’d think he would make me bagels, but noooo.

I tried the Brooklyn Bagel and was unimpressed. Maybe I’m just asking too much from the West Coast.

I can’t even go back right now. I cried when I had a layover in JFK last month. Like, openly wept on the plane as I saw Manhattan in the distance. I have to fly out of LGA at Christmas, and I’m *dreading* it

It’s the greatest city in the world. Everything is at your fingertips. Also, there are great jobs for someone in my line of work (in my EXACT line of work in fact). For me, it was my home. I went to grad school there twice, lived there for so long that I had friends upon friends upon friends, I had my neighborhood…

Oh friend, if I could leave this piece of shit “city” I would in a heartbeat. Literally right now. Like, without even batting an eye. But I can’t. I’m stuck here. But don’t worry, I have worked it so I don’t have to drive that often.

Oh I waded through it all (and have many a story to tell) and finally found someone who not only actually wants to be in a relationship, he wants to be in a relationship with *me* so, I’m pretty much done now. Gonna gain weight and watch my stories on TV because I’m done.

I miss it so much. So very much. I often cry when I think about the fact that I had to leave NYC. That being said: I will absolutely take your frequent flier miles and those bagels. OMG the bagels. I fucking hate Los Angeles and it’s shitty “bagels”

But that’s the difference - your exes at least said “I don’t want to be in this relationship any more, let’s still be friends.” Ghosting is when you go on a great date, text them for a second date, and never ever ever hear from them again. Ever. Not even a “Hey what’s up” text. Never. You’re stuck wondering what the…

I’ve had both IUDs at this point (Mirena first and now Paragard) and I found the hormones in Mirena reacted differently with my body than those in my birth control pills. I honestly don’t know if they ARE different, but when on the pill my body was glowy with smooth skin and a healthy sex drive. With Mirena, I gained…

It hurts for a bit, and then goes away. Pretty quickly actually. But you can also ask for some meds to help loosen up your cervix to make it even easier,which is wicked nice, especially if you haven’t had kids

Yeah, I figured the vape was actually for pot, which would in many cases help calm down tummy/GI problems. That’s not the kind of vape you see dickbags walking around the streets using.