Being an adult sounded great when I was like, thirteen. I had it all figured out: My best friend Jane and I would move into her uncle's cottage in England. He's a big-time director and owned Beatrix Potter's house. It was going to be amazing. Driving old range rovers around the estate, listening to the Cure and the Clash, and eating (and drinking) like queens. Judging by the fact that I'm living in a tenement here in Brooklyn, and she's living with her mother-in-law in New Jersey, things haven'…

Congrats to the Class of 2023!

If you've spent any time on Twitter over the past couple of years, you're probably aware that the site's definition of “friendship” is kinda flawed.

The transactional friendship final boss

Is everyone thinking the same thing?

For real though, it's really not that bad... *sweat dramatically drips from forehead*

OMW to Blockbuster

You used to be a Tumblr girl, but now you're an antacid girl.

Not a single Limited Too t-shirt in sight…

Is adulthood feeling remorse?

Adulthood sucks

You deserve them.