For fucking real.

When I logged onto social media that day and saw my Instagram feed populated with pictures of Jussie Smollett—who I guessed was related to Jurnee Smollett, who I knew from Full House and Hangin’ with Mr. Cooper—I was appalled. And then bits of the story started trickling in: two guys in ski masks, 2am outside a Subway…

Only a really rich person would voluntarily not eat for hours and then talk about how much time they have without framing it around meals. #bye

I mean...would I do it? Probably not. Is it hurting anyone? Not really. Maybe they just wanted to see if their breast milk tasted the same. Another thing to add to the whatever files.

Oh god, when I log into Pinterest it looks like the cover of the Women’s World tabloid at the grocery store checkout. “LOSE 20 POUNDS IN 2 WEEKS LIKE KATHY! NEW KETO RECIPES! THE JEANS OPRAH LOVES!”

How the fuck can you deny someone a trip to the bathroom? What is the reasoning, people are gonna treat it like a break and say they had to take a 30 minute dump? I’ve worked retail, I’ve managed people, I’ve had to ask people if they can wait for someone else to come back from the bathroom before leaving the sales…

Well sure, but telling her she has to come from the back of the store and stop pumping to check someone out at the register is a garbage excuse. They should have just said to close the store for 30 minutes so she can go pump. I’ve worked retail, sometimes it’s just you and one other person (for safety reasons) in the…

yup, then I would promptly call my friend who has a burning desire to bed Justin Theroux and be like “girl...he’s here!”

SILVER LINING FOR REAL!

By her second week back [from maternity leave], Edgington said the Family Dollar store had scheduled the new mom to work several five- to seven-hour shifts alone, with no one to man the register while she pumped milk in the back. After working two shifts without pumping that left her “feverish, engorged, with sharp…

I love the mental image of Instagram algorithm Selena Gomez and Emma “The Favorite for Best Picture” Stone in a Brooklyn bar rubbing Justin Theroux’s massive back tattoo while he refreshed his social media that night

I dated a guy like that too. He was dealing with borderline personality disorder, which complicated things, but I went into the relationship thinking I could help him. What I learned was you can’t help someone who doesn’t want to help themself. If you go into any relationship thinking you can be someone’s personal…

I am not surprised that he is a manbaby estranged from his family. Nope, not the slightest bit surprised. I am very happy Mandy Moore left him.

Yadda yadda yadda, he did some stuff for fashion, yadda yadda yadda, he looked like Andrew Eldritch’s dad for years, buuuuuuuuuuutttt he was a giant asshole and I for one am not mourning his passing by posting “RIP Karl, what a legend” on Instagram like the thousands of other people touting his excellence. Mostly, he…

I fucking hate fashion right now, between Prada’s dumb ass racist keychains, Gucci’s fucked up sweater, Katy Perry’s terrible shoes, and now an actual lynching cape from Burberry. It’s almost like they don’t value inclusion at these big high end design firms...HMMMM

I’m all for this shit, especially since I know the “down with the SJWs” people will be going crazy, saying no one discriminates on hairstyles. *giant eye roll* 

I knew that whole tortured-soul-Bob-Dylan-meets-Jeff-Tweedy image was a load of bullshit!

that’s up there with Josh Groban sings Kanye West tweets!

I could’ve done without Bradley Cooper in the movie. He was fucking annoying. He just wanted Ally to make himself look good.

Dammit! I fucking love this show and I feel like they dumped it in the trash. I knew this was coming, though.