OMG the vocalist from HAERTS sounds like Susanna from The Bangles so my week is made.
Why was 1994 the best year ever?
Reveling in sloppy editing and flowery early 50s vernacular is a special type of pleasure. HAMBURG.
The morphine dreams. THE WORST.
Trying so hard not to click through. So hard. Somebody remind me.
Oh Molly! I think of my grandmother too, and I remember asking her if she had a victory garden and SHE DID and I was so excited.
Also, it wouldn't be an American Girl article if I didn't mention my grief over accidentally giving away Kirsten AND HER BED by mistake when my mom donated some old dressers.
BABY ARE YOU DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN
Whatever happened to that Jay Sean fella?
Not one Shiraz??
"and my last period just ended, but I think there’s a tampon stuck inside me so like, maybe I’m technically still on it?"