well, I’ve been good enough.
I’m thankful for the popularity of internet list-making.
sign this lease and I’ll give you the key to my heart.
more like subpar way
I take my coffee with a splash of anxiety.
Sometimes I miss you, but most of the time I don’t.
I am woman, hear me whine.
I’ve come down with a case of entertainment television.
and I feel fine.
Writing about writing to avoid writing.
Life is not measured by the great moments, but by overcoming the moments that make us feel anything but.
Let’s hear it for leaving New York!
Our apartment sums up NYC: dirty, crammed, and full of disgusting liquids and creatures
Here are a few of my least favorite things.
Stop thinking. Start doing. Eat cake.
A mistake is only a mistake if you lose your finger.