Previously, on Pretty Little Liars, we increased your blood pressure by 500% and gave you the engagement you’ve been waiting for, yet somehow made you feel awful about it. First shot: Aria’s ringless left hand. Spencer in ripped jeans? Everyone in ripped jeans? Should I get ripped jeans?
MoreOkay first of all, I was warned not to go on Instagram because of spoiler sso I haven’t been on social media in like 2 hours which is fine I mean whatever I can’t believe I told my “PLL Enthusiasts” group message that I’m watching the episode late because I had to catch Hobby Lobby […]
MoreHere’s where I was this time last year. Blissfully writing on the side of a lake in UMass Amherst while the mosquitos absolutely feasted on my legs, roughly 2,500 miles from everyone I know. The story I was working on in this picture would be what I read at open mic that night, which would […]
MoreWe travel like gypsies, only with worse luck and far less gold. We’re the kids you used to love, but then we grew old. When I’m in the right mood, I take out the current Fall Out Boy CD and replace it with an older, angstier Fall Out Boy CD. I recommend using this method […]
More(Bet you never thought a writing blog would have so many T Swift references. And yet…) In the immortal words of our girl Tay, we’re all bored. We’re all so tired of everything. How else to sum up the post-grad funk? Since I finished school in January, things been fine. Good, even! I’ve been working […]
MoreI once had a friend comment on a Facebook picture of my then-boyfriend, “I want to put you two in a snow globe and watch you interact.” Amelia Gray’s most memorable stories in AM/PM take place in a world defined by the rules that the characters are I. stuck in a box with no apparent knowledge […]
MoreSo far, none of my exes live in Texas. It would appear, however, that a good number of them live on Bumble. When you go to a school like ULV, though, dating gets weird. Hardly anyone actually gets (or stays) together because everyone knows everything about everyone else. It’s like we’re all Taylor Swift or […]
MoreDo you ever see something and you’re immediately like, this. THIS is the source of my problems. I diagnose myself like this almost daily. Currently, the scapegoat I am blaming all of our inability to like people who are good for us on is a figure we all know and love (and hate, and love), […]
MoreBefore I get into it, I’m just gonna give a quick inventory of what happened last week: All of my midterm stresses culminated: Wrote midterm essay in its entirety. Was actually pleasantly surprised to see that I knew 67% of the material on the two consecutive geo exams, which is just pitiful. Entered the part […]
MoreThere’s something very existential about being hungover the Friday of Halloweekend. Here you are, making the same walk of shame joke you make every year when you leave a sister’s dorm room carrying last night’s tutu in your hand. Literally, every year. Always a tutu. Always referencing the same youtube video. Never mind the fact […]
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