Kate Ryan

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.

Alma couldn’t understand why her Yelp reviews were so dismal. She didn’t advertise herself as a magician. She was a hair stylist.

“Don’t you smash that cake in my face, or I’ll never forgive you,” she said, and she never did, not really.

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

She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.

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.

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

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