• 5 Body Language Signs To Tell You He’s The One

    5 Body Language Signs To Tell You He’s The One

    Ladies, we all know men are hard to figure out. They are a constantly shifting puzzle, 10,000 pieces, all sky. Perpetually finding new ways to obfuscate their thoughts and subvert their emotions into complicated interpretive dance–it is left to us to pick up the scraps and rearrange them in a pattern we can understand.

  • All The Times I Failed To Have A Threesome

    All The Times I Failed To Have A Threesome

    In some ways, it’s more aggravating that I came so close to having a threesome. If it had never been a possibility, then I might never have cared. But to fly so close to the threesome sun, and then to fail, to fall… well, it makes me feel like Icarus.

  • If I Were A Girl

    If I Were A Girl

    If I were a girl I would cry a lot. I mean, I’m already emotional with a penis so I shudder to think what I would be like as a girl. I’d cry on my period, cry about my ex-boyfriend, cry about old best friends, cry at romantic comedies that I secretly abhorred on a…

  • The Pros And Cons Of Being Introverted

    The Pros And Cons Of Being Introverted

    Whatever the case, if you’re introverted, people just sort of grant you intelligence before you’ve hardly said a word. They’ll look you in the eye, raise an eyebrow and say “You’re one of those smart people, aren’t you? Got a lot going on in your head, huh,” and shake their head in a sort of…

  • The Secret Lives Of Girls (The Things I Do That You Don't Want To Know I Do)

    The Secret Lives Of Girls (The Things I Do That You Don't Want To Know I Do)

    I know you probably think I’m some kind of uniquely filthy, completely nasty woman, but I’m not. Just because I like picking the wax out of my ears and rolling it into little balls, or because I spend an equal amount of time picking my nose and hoping that a little hair will come out…

  • 5 Reasons I Hate Cell Phones (And You Should Too)

    5 Reasons I Hate Cell Phones (And You Should Too)

    Sometimes it’s a “WhereeEeee areejeee youuyuuu?” text that I accidentally sent her because she appears as a contact right below my best friend. Other times, I hit her with a “I love, love, love you Grandma!” intentional text that I send in a moment of wasted clarity, which allows me to value loved and aging…