He sent you a gif of Shia LaBoeuf crying and told you he’s going through a lot right now.
Sex & the City, Why’d You Have to Play Me Like That?
I can’t really blame the show for leading me astray, after all it’s entertainment, not a guide for what to expect when you’re [not] expecting. But I can overthink it, helping myself sleep at night by mocking its insane conception of young (and, eventually, less young) women living in the city.
The Meh List #4, Twenties Collective Edition
Inspired by the brilliant Meh List published every week in The Sunday Magazine of The New York Times, I thought I’d start crafting my own, in a similar spirit to the Dear Diary posts.
The Trap of Falling for the Idea of Someone in the Digital Age
After falling for someone mainly via virtual communication, I was crushed to realize that he wasn’t the ideal type that I thought he was. Doing my best Carrie Bradshaw, I began to wonder: is pseudo-loving and losing better than never pseudo-loving at all?
Tindred Spirits?
I wrote about my…colorful?…experience using the Tinder app for The Man Repeller. Check it out here! Read it, weep if necessary, drop a comment, do your thang.