Didn’t know I was going to need a ‘Go fuck yourself’ form letter for this comment section, but I guess that’s what I get for assuming for once cis people might try and think about an issue from a trans perspective instead of their own. An out trans man on the cover of a men’s health magazine tells the world, and…

With all do sincerity, go fuck your self. The only people who think it’s nothing special to step out of a gender box and into another one are dumb asshats who have never actually had to do it. ‘But he looks like everyone else on the cover of a Men’s Magazine!!!!!” So what? He’s not like every other man on the cover of…

This post needs some cheering up. My grandma (stay with me) has a grand tale of taking a plane ride with her newborn son to visit her parents and getting sat with the coasters (ye olde band, “yakety yak”, “charlie brown”, “other novelty songs”). billy guy (alllegedly) kept chatting her up and making eyes at her…

Her reaction tells me that Huey is her father. He should have chased after her screaming: If this is it, please let me know if this ain’t love you’d better let me knoowww.

No, no. They mean it kills us all...on the inside, man.

Is life really this grim? This joyless? Is private voting in a democracy an experiment destined to collapse upon itself like a dying star because human nature is bleak, dark and angry?

Roger Miller's story is why I always overtip for delivery. I get pizza so hot I can't even eat it yet, and the Indian place sends a free dessert every time. Mmmm mango mousse. I don't get why anyone would be shitty to the person who is saving me from having to cook and wash dishes.

I watched it, thinking it may be cute, and my takeaway? His face went from decently attractive to weird and punchable. It reminded me of when you say a word so much it sounds like nonsense? Except with punching.

Private? BUT IF A PROPOSAL HAPPENS IN A FOREST AND NO ONE IS THERE TO HEAR IT, DOES IT MAKE A SOUND?

This has been an actual a-ha moment for me. I am an adult teen. Like I can envision exactly how my True Life segment would play out, and end. "Tom is still squeezing into crop tops and trying to figure out SnapChat", next to a pic of me throwing deuces.

I don't know if this will be helpful to you, but it was helpful to me: I don't think of depression as my real feelings and the struggle to act differently as being fake. I see my depression as a state in which I can't access all my feelings, and I work to regain that access, the way an athlete, after an injury, will…

Anyone who tells kids to "ignore them and they'll go away" clearly was never bullied. Ignoring them just makes them try harder. I was bullied by a girl a year younger than me, and channeling my inner stoic ONLY MADE HER WORSE. She ended up tripping me while we were running laps in the parking lot for volleyball,…

But you have plenty of desire to comment about your lack of desire to sympathize or understand someone whose experiences were not yours. Got it. Thanks for stopping by.

YOU TAKE THAT BACK ABOUT THE THERMOSES YOU TAKE IT BACK RIGHT NOW.

"Taking a selfie with Jesus" sounds like a euphemism for someone dying.

Sometimes I genuinely feel bad for Dornan because I think this movie has the potential to really hurt his rep and then I remember that I'm feeling bad for a successful underwear model who just made a ton of money.

What, he doesn't want to be a member of the glitterati??!