Finding happiness isn’t a matter of creating a perfectly even-keeled experience of the world, where no sadness ever […]
And when he left, he blended in with the rest. And I changed my sheets and cried in the shower, while trying to scrub off what was left of our friendship.
Thank-You Note To Lady Gaga Because, just like you, it happened to us. Before the men gave statements […]
Not even on weekends. Not even when I’m hungover. I’ll wake up at 6, make some eggs, and take a shower to massage my head with shampoo.
By: Shea Gardner I have never considered myself a storyteller so this is a first for me. I […]
This morning I took the train to work. A few stops in it got crowded and I felt […]
It’s time to play my own game. A game of truth and dare.
Before I knew it, I had an abundance of debt. An overwhelming, unrealistic amount of debt. A debt that had enough 0’s it seemed to belong to Oprah. But it was all mine.
There’s only one word that I know is in the definition of burnout. Scared.
“One day a light bulb went off in my head (or possibly my nether regions) wasn’t I also deriving pleasure from this type of foreplay and sex? Weren’t my orgasms suddenly and brilliantly intensified and genuine?”