deliciously vulgar
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I take my phone with me to the bathroom. Do you do that? Is it just me? Am I the only one who’s self important enough to think that the world will explode if I miss a call during the minute and a half that I’m going to the bathroom? I honestly don’t know why [...]
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This entire story is out of order. Cool? Cool. So, this morning Jamie and I went to Trader Joe’s because we haven’t gone grocery shopping in an actual entire month and we realized that maybe the reason we feel like shit and don’t bounce back from all the drinking we do is because every single [...]
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Sometimes Facebook is the most annoying thing ever. Like when someone you know changes their relationship status and then everyone else you know and everyone else you have ever known comments on it with dumb shit like “awww” and “weee” and “wink face!” But then sometimes Facebook is actually the most glorious thing ever. Like [...]
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Sometimes I hate things. Like broccoli. And scented deodorant. And horror movies. And forgetting to buy toilet paper before I run out of toilet paper which means I’m forced to choose between using a really rough paper towel that makes my vagina angry or those tiny little cotton squares we have for makeup removal that [...]
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Somewhere over the past three and a half years since I graduated from NYU, I stopped playing drinking games. And by drinking games, I clearly just mean Kings Cup because that’s really the only drinking game I ever knew how to play except actually, I don’t think I knew how to play at all and [...]
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