Okay, 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”…
Read moreSo, here’s the tea: I never thought I’d be the girl writing a “post-breakup glow-up” post. Like, ever. I was the one who ugly-cried into a pint of ice cream while binge-watching rom-coms,…
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