"By age 35 you should have a huge box of cables but you can't throw them out because you're pretty sure you still need a couple of them but you're not sure which ones."
Driving professional chefs crazy one ruined crème brûlée at a time.
The sores. The pain. The torture. Gahhhhh!
It can always be worse.
"I wonder if I could find a sugar daddy who isn't into sex stuff...?"
"Oh, I didn't realize you were paying the electricity bills now!"
Look at all the glorious things I could do. Shame I can't afford any of it.
"You're lucky I can't swear right now."
This won't work if you don't let me have the window seat.
It's a struggle.
I've been drankin. I've been drankinnnn.
THIS ISN'T DEPRESSING AT ALL.
GET OUT OF MY LIFE, FLO.
We've all been there.
Spoiler alert: Meet-cutes aren't always cute.
Does it ever really end though...?
Can I just say I need a plus-one and if I don't have someone to bring I'll eat both meals?
To be young and in love, amirite?!
♫ Oh when it all, it all falls down♫
Happy Valentine's Day, hand.
I am crying.
In no particular order.
"It'll be fun they said. It won't be awkward at all THEY SAID."
"But I hate margarine."
MMMHot. Sorry, I'm not sorry.
Welcome to your own personal Hell.
Man are we ever a group of whiny bastards. Whether you're American, Australian or European, our complaints just don't seem to have substance. But that doesn't stop us from doing it on Reddit and Twitter.
This photo was taken in a hobby lobby where they are selling a very classy nic nac that shows the true meaning of family.
James Gandolfini celebrated Halloween like any indifferent dad, ripping eyes into a cheap Homer Simpson mask and wearing it for about ten minutes.
The sizzling new alternative to Fuck My Life.