Kate Ryan
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Kate Ryan Articles
Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read...A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
Read...The birds abandon their posts in the pepper trees, sending tiny, oblong leaves raining to the ground.
Read...Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.
Read...12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?
Read...Everywhere you look these days (on Instagram), beautiful pictures abound. From teacups overflowing with succulents to smoothie bowls arranged as art. All while a lavender-haired model casually eats ice cream in front of a stupidly gorgeous Tahitian sunset. All this endless beauty has become a bit dull.
Read...For the record, I didn’t mean to be born so tall. I didn’t ask for bulky shoulders or a head that doesn’t fit most hats.
Read...One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.
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