Kate Ryan

I have no choice but to start all over again, tomorrow or not at all.

At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.

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

We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.

“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.

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

One of my biggest fears is having a random stranger ask me, "how it’s going?" They might as well ask if I’d like to step into their van and get murdered.

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

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

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.