Kate Ryan

I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.

Eva, having stayed up the whole night preoccupied with death and time, planned to call in sick.

I would send some chocolates, but I’m not allowed anymore since they found the shiv in the birthday cake I sent you.

Recently, it was announced that the Ocean’s Eleven remake will be ladies-only too. Could it be that we’ve embarked on an era in which women take center stage?

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.

There are some hipster things that hipsters want us to love, so we’ll join their cult. But we’re done falling for these things because we’re all unique individuals. Here are 10 things you need to avoid right now if you don’t want to be a hipster.

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.

Like booster engines emptied of fuel, my limbs become disposable, useless tanks as the blood rushes from them.