I think Melissa Etheridge has said she hasn’t spoken to Brad Pitt in like 15 years. She thought the divorce from Angelina would bring them together again but nope. 

I think we can all agree we would read it and then act like we didn’t or at least didn’t care how shitty it made us look.

If someone writes a memoir and you’re in it and you’re claiming you didn’t read it....

This is the vibe I get. Overly concerned with how he’s viewed, and self-absorbed as fuck. I don’t get how all these women have wanted anything to do with him, even outside of his gross sexist/racist comments (and obviously that’s what I take issue with most). I seriously doubt that he doesn’t know what’s in the book…

If I knew one of my exes had written a memoir that includes details about our relationship, 10000% I would read it and deny that I had. No question about it.

Just like I’ll never believe that Ann Coulter has never seen the Boondocks episode where she’s accurately mocked.

I was thoroughly opposed to having Biden as the candidate, but here we are. Honestly, I think voters know we’re electing a placeholder who won’t be capable of completing a four year term (which makes his VP choice more significant than ever).

My final semester of college was pretty lousy. I tore up my knew and had to spend 6 weeks on crutches. And then out of nowhere my grandfather died. And then a friend’s younger brother died in a car crash. Most people in my social circle knew what I was going through. One Monday morning in a lounge at school, I said…

I’m one of those people who is always the problem-solver and by posturing as someone who helps and does not need help, I’m rarely on the receiving end of offers from friends. But, thankfully, my family sees right through me and on a few occasions has known exactly what to do. Although I never think about food being a…

I’m confused about the assignment, so here’s a brief story for each situation.

Suffering a marriage that had been emotionally and verbally abusive I had struggled to keep everything together for my 4 kids. Thinking that there was nothing I could do about my life or my eroding self worth was suffocating me. Then one day while having coffee with my dearest friend I received an email, a LinkedIn…

In the summer between my second and third year from university I was in the midst of one of a handful of collegiate-induced identity crises. On the day in question I was sipping a smoothie on an outside patio that was adjacent to the city’s main bar drag. As I was contemplating how pointless and hopeless everything…

I bought a pregnancy test for a friend in high school. The potential father was her first love who shattered her heart when he cheated on her. She was even more devastated when her period was late. Despite our falling out over my disapproval of his treatment of her, she showed up at my door crying and too scared to…

My bestie packed up the dog, left her husband to his own devices and put up with her crazy mother to sit with me when my dad was dying. I had to deal with everything, as he was estranged from his second wife and my bro was no help.

Honestly, a lot of these just sound like people settled for a partner whose presence they could tolerate with breaks, but now that they’re forced to spend more time with them, shit is hitting the fan.

While I understand that being around the same person 100% of the time might get exhausting, I feel like most of these issues that the quarantine have sparked would have been there anyway, they’re just harder to hide now. If someone is acting like an entitled asshole, they were an entitled asshole before COVID came…

Took money from in exchange for providing them a clean and affordable place to live? And no, it’s not 50% of anyone’s paycheck, because my mother is in a country where rent isn’t unaffordable the way it is in major US or European cities, it’s recommended rents don’t surpass 30% of people’s pay. Many of her tenants…

Yep! Renewing their vows? Watch for the divorce soon after. 

Are people really that thirsty for Bad Bunny? Bad Bunny? He looks like a prepubescent boy...

Every time I read a Pissing Contest I encounter more tales of people whom I cannot believe aren’t dissolving in quicklime in a pit somewhere.