This site has turned into a teenager haven recently but I’m still determined to start posting here more often. However, to force myself to actually post here instead of just saying that I will… I’m starting a thirty-day challenge today.
This one, to be exact. Stay tuned.
But what CosmoGirl! always had going for it was its dead-on mix: The magazine was silly and serious, shallow and thoughtful, with eating disorder advice right next to guy quizzes, denim layouts and musings about religion. Because that’s how teenage girls are: Seemingly at odds with themselves, a little bit of this, a little bit of that, unashamed to gawk at a barechested boy and dream about running the country.
AMEN, JEZEBEL. Amen.
I just want to feel some sunshine. I just want to find some place to be alone. We can live beside the ocean, leave the fire behind… Swim out past the breakers and watch the world die.

For the first time in my life (as in ever), I left a lipstick stain on my coffee cup.
I feel so adult, zomg.
—Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY