Liz James

So here’s what I did to stop being broken hearted. And you can say it’s lame or trite or overly simplistic, but I don’t care. It worked.

What if we threw caution to the wind, and ignored the “what ifs” and the “buts” and the fear, and just tried to be more than we are?

I guess I’m glad that we’ve always stayed “just friends,” but it’s been forever since that night, and I still think about it. I wish one of us had gone for it.

“New iPhones. Each new model is basically the same as the previous one.”

“I’m in this situation right now. I’m 3 days in, got 5 days left. The reefer is already gone and I’m so damn hungover for the second day in a row.”

Organize your bookshelves by color. All color-coded errythang.

Nick Viall has officially been named the next Bachelor, and majority of Bachelor Nation is sighing, swooning, and quite possibly giggling with glee.

No one ever thinks about how much it hurts to be the one who leaves.

Looking fresh on The Today Show (instead of, ya know, lying on The Today Show).

Learn to keep my place very clean as my norm, as opposed to my exception.

The silent moments. Don’t let those silences make you feel uncomfortable. Experience them, and let your eyes wander until they meet up.

They shy away from the important talks, and you constantly feel like you’re the only one bringing them up.