"a singular voice who spoke as an outsider and, in so doing, became the ultimate insider"

If Scott Foley isn't shirtless in the season premiere I will lose my mind for real.

Neither will mine. Let's just stay here and eat pizza and drink beer.

This really makes me feel better about my worst relationship meltdown in which I dramatically slammed a door which caused a mirror to fall and shatter, slicing my hand (? I'm still confused as to how that happened). Then I cried out of embarrassment as my ex doctored my bloody stump of a hand while my roommates (who…

My rule-following ass is super into watching dudes do drugs in front of me. WHY. WHYYY.

I completely forgot about that!

I can't stop watching this. Also, it's making me hungry and ashamed of myself for being hungry.

Yes!! I've probably watched that episode 25+ times. It's my go-to when I'm hungover. Or just feel like watching Nick Offerman dance around like an ecstatic fool. Leslie and Ann's passive-aggressive dancing is eminently gif-able.

"Little Big Town, the main attraction for the event, will still perform as scheduled."

I trust you on this subject completely, given your username.

I'll go ahead and say both. Azealia Banks totally let the heat she generated with "212" die without a follow up to ride the wave BUT everyone* loves a white girl rapping.

"I THOUGHT THIS WAS AMERICA" is officially the clarion call for douche bags to come together in communal misunderstanding of how the constitution/law/human rights/civil rights/life in general works.

Lena Dunham's book cover reminds me of my copy of The Best of Everything by Rona Jaffe and now I want to go curl up in bed and treat myself to the literary equivalent of a Dum-Dum.

I tried very hard to summon up an opinion about this but I had to quit due to exhaustion.

I will never understand how women don't know there are separate holes. At the risk of sounding crass (jk, jk I always sound crass) I have felt things going in and out of my vagina, and felt pee coming out of my urethra and they are very different feelings in very different locations.

God dang I wish I wasn't an only child. "The Requisite Spare" is probably the coolest nickname of all time. Or maybe I need to start a one-woman band, invent a sibling, and become a rock goddess. Then, when everyone figures out I am sibling-less and invariably feels betrayed and angry, I can crash and burn in the most…

Holy shit. My very loose grasp on biology made my mind go to terrible places until I realized you were talking about flowers. I'm still pretty disturbed, though. Heebie jeebies abound.

I can't even talk about Don't Trust the B**** in Apt 23 without getting sad. I marathoned it this weekend while I was cleaning and it was so good when it found its stride. Plus Krysten Ritter is seriously delightful to watch. There is no justice in the TV world.

This gif is giving me LIFE this morning. I miss the pop star drama of the early 2000s.