Allow me to curse folks out on your behalf. 3 min read There’s nothing better than watching a romance film after your favorite boy did the cupid shuffle with your feelings. Absorbing romance films in marathon fashion to soothe your sorrows is a top tier activity, a woman’s right-of-passage. I have a long history of […]Read More Finally, An Article You Can Use to Defend Your Love of the Romance Genre— AN INTELLECTUAL CURSE OUT.
8 min read At this point I wouldn’t know his voice if I heard it; we text more than we speak. My emoji’s cry electronic tears for me as I make light humor out of my frustration. I sit, stiff faced, staring at my phone screen, wondering what other reaction I should exaggerate while concealing […]Read More The Time I Became a Victim of Netflix and Chill.
My car was tripin’. There’s something jacked up about that feeling you get when you’re blind sided by a non-responsive, non-reactionary, non-starting ass, normally working ass vehicle in the middle of cold ass Colorado weather. No there is something really jacked up about the anger you feel when your normally functioning vehicle does not start at […]Read More How My Car Taught Me a Lesson About Love