Apparently I have a type and that type is brown-haired, bearded chefs named Tom.
See also: what to wear when meeting up for a drink with a dude you’re not even sure you really like because the real person you have feelings for has ruined you for other dudes but is emotionally unavailable.
We got through a Grammys show without Robin Thicke winning anything so all in all an achievement well done everybody
I am 26 years old and the only thing I have to eat at home at the moment is Paddle Pops.
Watched Magic Mike with my parents and tbh that was more awkward and cringe than getting high with them on Christmas Eve
Last night my friend offered to lend me his motorcycle for 2 months over summer while he’s away and I’m equal amounts excited and terrified. But I totally believe in my ability to become a bonafide biker babe
I often think that life would be so much easier if I took my own advice sometimes.
My decision about this weekend could either be really awesome or really terrible. Ugh my stomach is a bunch of nervous butterflies already.