On Heartbreak and Heartache
I knew in my bones that the impact of this ending would reverberate inside of me like a dastardly game of pinball. (ph via Fuentes Studio)
wearing and ruffling feathers since 2011
I knew in my bones that the impact of this ending would reverberate inside of me like a dastardly game of pinball. (ph via Fuentes Studio)
In which I describe my experience with Sertraline via the medium of Harry Potter references. (ph via Little Arrow Studio)
And by 'crib' I mean 'rented flat'. And by 'rented flat' I mean 'wardrobe' because only 20 of the 192874039 disposable shots were usable. Huzzah! (photo by Elvira)
Who needs to be cuffed when there's perfectly good unwatched eps of The Real Housewives to be binged on?! Answer: Not I. Here's what went down during my final cuffing season. (Photo by Charlotte Audrey) (This article was originally published on Fashion Fix Daily)
In a bid to reinvigorate my fanny, I attempted to give myself a vajacial. Results within. (ph via tumblr)
I know you've asked yourself, probably more than once, "What DOES that chick lug around in that super cool backpack of hers?!" Fear not, my virtual friends, for I have answered your question. Once and for all. Via the medium of YouTube. LET'S DO THIS.
Why's the poop emoji so smug? What's a poo pod? Did I shit myself at LFW? These questions, and more, answered within. (Photo via themesltd, edited by me)
The answer is simpler than you could ever imagine. (Uh-may-zing insult cake by Stephanie Gonot)