Let’s get real for a sec: last month, I ugly-cried into a Trader Joe’s frozen lasagna while rewatching The Notebook for the 17th time. Heartbreak? Oh honey, I invented it. But here’s the…
Read moreOkay, let’s set the scene: I’m sitting in my favorite coffee shop, pretending to read Rupi Kaur poetry while secretly watching a couple argue over oat milk lattes. She’s got that look—the “I’ve-been-burned-before”…
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