anxiety
I can’t listen to music without a wellspring of tears exploding from my sockets. I can’t watch the movies or television that I love. I try to read and the letters dance around the page like they are on fire.
in

Sep 18, 2014 at 5:00pm | 99 comments

childhood crushes
Ninth grade. Kilts. Homeliness. Long hair. Center parts. T-Zone acne. I was in love with Mel Gibson, I was in love with Sting. I was a strange girl.
childhood crushes
Jimmy had brown eyes with long lashes like a baby cow. A very sexy baby cow.
in

Sep 11, 2014 at 6:00pm | 50 comments

crying
Ever blown a snot-bubble over a dropped kettle chip? Welcome.
in

Sep 5, 2014 at 5:00pm | 278 comments

anxiety
I used to insist that I was a very private person. I wasn’t being funny, I meant it. I could tell you that I hate wearing underwear and about my earliest sexual fantasy and still earnestly believe that you didn’t know me at all.
in

Sep 4, 2014 at 6:00pm | 26 comments

childhood crushes
I recap a lot of different reality shows where women fight and snarl at each other and wear bandage dresses, and the thing that unsettles me most about them is how the main characters all seemed to stop developing emotionally at twelve.
home decor
Some people chose themes like 'the ocean' as their inspiration. Other people choose 'testicles.'
anxiety
The problem with being anxious is that monotony is your only option.
in

Aug 22, 2014 at 5:00pm | 27 comments

childhood crushes
To this day Faneuil Hall, Greek mythology, and "Empire Records" all still give me the faintest of lady boners.
cramps
The boy behind me was singing the theme from "JAWS" as the blood crept down my thighs. Sadly, no shark took his young life.
in

Aug 18, 2014 at 5:00pm | 428 comments