What’s weird about it is that they can’t tell him that it’s right there. It’s not about the cookies.

My favorite photo from the book:

I own this lipstick. I was delusional and thought that if it worked on Kourtney, it would work on my pasty ass face.

me checking for RTs

A metaphor

don’t look at me.

Seriously, that was how I was forced to wear my hair in elementary. Not a good look for anyone. Except maybe old school Chris Jericho.

i felt hella creepy for awhile and then i decided to just live my truth

At the door, the bouncer scanned the ticket. “Just one?” he asked. “For Kidz Bop?”

Lewis published a book that recounts the events of a double murder and its trial in which his retelling differs from his own testimony in both scope and framing.

“Ghost writer”!?! Dang it Ray, did you kill him too?

Oooooooooooo. Miley.