
8 Ways to Make More Money When You’re Struggling
“You don’t talk about your rate, Michelle. Never talk about your rate.”
“You don’t talk about your rate, Michelle. Never talk about your rate.”
“OH MY GOD!!!” we both screamed as the girl in the low-cut black sequined dress scratched my back to get a closer look at Justin Bieber.
It gives you a little reminder every day that’s like, “Hey! It’s not a bad life, it’s just your Depression.”
Here’s a hint: not supplements Many recent floxies have been hitting me up quite frequently to tell me that they’ve been floxed, that my blog has given them hope, and to ask me how I got better.
“You could go right now, but I don’t think you’re ready,” he said. How insane for someone else to tell me that I’m not ready?
“This isn’t working,” my dad said, as he re-applied the creme he bought at some random drug store to his foot.
Definitely one of the weirdest and most haunting experiences of my life…
“What did I do to ruin our friendship? What happened to us?” I asked, three years since the last time we had spoken. “We just lost touch,” she said. No, we didn’t lose touch. I tried to hit you up […]
I’m 25 today. Realistically speaking, that means I’ve completed a third of my life, if I’m lucky. They keep telling me that I’m young and I have time, but with 2/3rds left to go, they are wrong.
Last night I woke up shivering and sweating. The tips of my fingers were numb. I began to panic and cry and did not understand what was going on. Is this still PTSD?