Ella Ceron

Listen, if you’re not gonna be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.

These photos don’t show the fights our friends have with their boyfriends and girlfriends, the hour-long wait they endured to even sit at the bar of that restaurant, or the credit card bill that came with those shoes.

Offering to take them to to the zoo, the movies, or even out to lunch will A, make them feel like a mini-grown up; B, make them feel cool enough to hang with grown ups; C, give their parents a much-needed afternoon to themselves.

We couldn’t let everything fall to fate, and hope that infatuation alone would keep us afloat. I would have to learn how to be patient, and there would be things about me you’d find less than wonderful, too.

You want to know how you earn food? You breathe. You live. You deserve calories just by virtue of the fact that you exist. Not for any other reason.

You share cabs and don’t ask them to split the difference, but they make a point to pay you back anyway.

Two people’s citizenship holds little bearing on whether or not they are allowed to fall in love.

Any orange cat not named Crookshanks is missing out on a prime naming opportunity, in your opinion.

5. The Phantom of the Opera

Josh: You want to practice parking?
Cher: What’s the point? Everywhere you go has valet.

Run in the winter, in that calm and peaceful air that reminds you why you run. Because you couldn’t not run. Because not even weather could hold you back.

Pick a book that you loved, a book you hope the recipient will come to love, too, and fill it with Post-It notes or scraps of paper with your notes at your favorite parts.