Why does everyone feel the need to write these long, drawn-out, depressing, "poor me" rants on Facebook?  Let me be the voice of reason and give you some advice

As a nod to this very rare 1992 The Cure "Wish Tour" concert t-shirt, here is my wish list.

is like being rich in Monopoly...It's not real, so calm the fuck down.  People take #SocialMedia #so #serious.

The only thing keeping me cool during this heatwave, are my new Yeezy Boost 350's.  Finding these shoes has been a journey (to say the least). 

"Those who are heartless, once cared too much"  This is one of my favorite quotes...It's my view on humanity.  The best way I can describe my theory is a beaten dog at a shelter

Lets be real, everyone looks better with a tan.  When I am not feeling great, if I am tan, it's almost like Harry Potter's invisibility cloak to camouflage of my muffin top.

While scouring through the flea market, I came across this girl scout patch.  Me not one to shy away from a good impulse buy, had to have it.

Same number, different decade.  I quit following the NBA after Michael Jordan retired...The first time. 

Let me prefix this story by saying I don't condone my actions... and NY is very expensive!  With that being said...  When going out in New York, I would pre-game on the train. 

My love for Cara Delevingne is real!  I came across her a few years ago and it was love at first sight... And then I came across an interview she did and I was instantly obsessed. 

I am not one to ever be at a loss of words, but in wake of the shooting in Orlando I am left speechless.  I can't begin to express the sorrow, sadness, and the anger overwhelming me right now.

I don't like people to touch me; let alone needing a safe word {"RED!"}  My safe word is "I'm not interested."