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Some people identify themselves as “dog moms,” as you may have noticed on every Instagram bio ever. If I’m going to be a childless mom to an object, then that answer is very easy. Hello I’m a purse mom.
Remember when I was neck-deep in a spiritual warfare about whether or not I should lob my hair? I just used lob as a verb.
Well if you aren’t one of the few, the proud, the Marines, AKA the people who I group text on a regular basis, or follow me on social media, allow me to enlighten you.
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Ahh, yes, the art of completely taking over everything your boyfriend wears without his permission or even general awareness. It takes skill. It takes tact. It takes unnecessary luxury designer statement pieces.
Don’t worry, I’m here. I live to serve you.
Here are the necessary steps to ensuring no straight female lays a single eyeball on your man this v-day.
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Valentine’s Day. It’s a joyous, bright pink day. It’s a cold, black pit. It’s a fervent reminder of your love. It’s an aggressive reminder you’re single.
It doesn’t matter if you’re obsessed in love with this holiday or wish it would disappear into a black hole with all of the happy couples–because both parties have one thing in common: YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN. BREATHE IN BREATHE OUT LET’S ALL JUST BE STILL FOR A HOT SEC.
Over the weekend, the news blared horrific details of separate bombings and attacks that killed more than 100 people total in Syria and Nigeria. The Syrian war continues into its 5th year and Islamic extremist groups like ISIS and Boko Haram are only getting worse.
(where am i going with this, is this CNN???) I’m not about to preach that America is the safest country (or a safe country at all), but I do feel comfortable and safe as I reach for the remote to play recorded TV. Sometimes I think about life outside of my bubble and it’s hard. imsry. imdone. butyoushouldthinkaboutthewarinsyria.
Now that I’ve depressed everyone, let’s all gather to watch and laugh at one of our favorite American pastimes, The Bachelor, as Ben and his women seek amor in Mexico.