Is This It?

I’ve read plenty of “inspirational” quotes telling me things like, “If it’s not okay it’s not the end” and “There’s no such thing as a true ending” and “Everything must come to an end sometime.” A lot of these sayings contradict each other but that doesn’t stop girlie girls from putting the words on pretty a background and posting them to their Instagrams.

Here’s my problem: I hate endings. I don’t know how to handle them. I very rarely even say goodbye to anyone. I always end the dinner or the drinks or the party by saying something like, “See you next week.” I never simply say, “Goodbye.”

I can’t handle the permanence of The End.

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Submitted by a friend who lives in New Orleans. How many of you think Jurawa ended up being one of those middle-aged dudes barfing in public on Bourbon Street?

Vegas Tinder Is Just About The Same As LA Tinder

I just spent the past weekend in the City of Sin.

Las Vegas is almost exactly what I expected it to be: a strip filled with strippers, girls who dress like strippers, and guys who enjoy them. Just strips and stripping everywhere. Also a lot of greasy hair.

I’m not ashamed to admit that I hated Vegas. I couldn’t wait to return to LA and feel normal again. You wouldn’t be able to tell from the photos of the trip that were taken of me, but I was unhappy for the majority of the time I was there.



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