Geezus. *Internet hugs*

That is so traumatizing. Only slightly related, I got my first period in 6th grade and it was so dark and I was so clueless that I thought that I had shit my pants. No mind that I hadn’t had any stomach issues or anything...I just didn’t know. So I had walked around all day with a GIANT stain and no one said anything.…

I did it for a year leading up to my wedding—I got inspired by a dietician during that time frame. It was hard. Really hard, actually. Once I no longer had a hard goal in sight, fitting into my wedding dress that had been altered to fit my smaller frame, it got much harder. Cookbooks and vegan websites helped a lot…

Can we talk about how much EVERYTHING costs though?? I live in LA and it is ALL about LABELS, LABELS, LABELS. Seriously, even the slouchiest of the slouch is covered in labels. Buying second hand, while a bit of a savings, isn’t even THAT much of a discount and the competition is fierce! I despise shopping, I don’t…

This is amazing! And of course it was Jerry!

My husband and I have the same last names. It is a (cheap & easy) joke that everyone makes once hearing about that, but no, we aren’t related. It is a very popular surname and our families originate from different parts of the country, so even if we are, it goes back so far that is doesn’t matter. Probably.

Fucking Tennessee, man. That state—and all of the olds— are so backwards.

Did not know about his parents dying—that IS horrible—but I saw him in a waiting room of an audition that he crashed with a friend of his and OMG, he is a professional level douche. I didn’t realize who he was till he left, but geez, take it down many notches, Aaron Samuels!

She is also a redhead. About 30(ish) and has been on The Flash, like I said, and also a soap. I am trying not to be a jerk and outright call her out because she isn’t a celebrity.

I live in LA and am in the industry, so I happen to meet celebrities pretty regularly. Most of them are very nice—although it really runs the gamut of just tolerating you polite to actually genuinely nice. Anna Kendrick? Polite. John Hamm? Genuinely nice. Rachel McAdams? Mostly polite yet weirdly complicated. There…

At my cousin’s shit show of a backyard wedding with 14 attendants, she tossed the bouquet and *no one* made a grab for it. It landed with a thud in a patch of (barely) grass. Silence followed. An older uncle said, “Well, in my day, ladies were fighting over who would catch that thing!” Bride is super pissed but hides…

The abuse and neglect that I suffered at the hands of my mother and step-mother will, one day, make a very dramatic Lifetime movie of the week. That is, if I can ever move past being so fucking angry about all of it that I can actually do something—anything—like sit down and write about it.

What’s a xanax bar? I’m all things drug related dumb.

I don’t know the Jeter story but I’m dying to! Where can I find?

This. This has to win.