In the first edition of this season's Black History Month posts, I bring you my unfiltered thoughts about black culture and black history month. This may be a weekly series until the end of February, but honestly, who knows. Ya'll know I can rarely stick to shit on this blog. Just enjoy it while you …
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In the wake of the Red Sox winning the 2018 World Series, I really got to thinking about being a Boston sports fan. In the past 18 years, Boston teams have won 11 championships. That's 11 nail-biters, 11 potential heart attacks, 11 parades, way more than 11 long nights. You know what's even worse than …
This title isn’t even clickbait. It’s real. I spent summer nights (and every other night) in middle school - and apparently freshman year of high school - hanging out with my friends at Jordan’s Furniture in Reading. If you’re not from New England or even just my side of the tracks, you’re not familiar with …
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Yesterday, I had the WEIRDEST Twitter interaction of my life… If you don’t follow me on Twitter, you probably should. I’m hilarious. You can do there here. KK are you back from reading all my tweets? They’re hilarious, right? I’m great. ANYWAYS. So my pinned tweet is a photo set of me at the beach …
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New Year’s resolutions are for suckers, but here are my January Goals. “Woah, woah, woah, but Sarah, I made a New Year’s resolution! I’m not a sucker!” I know, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to call my readers suckers, BUT did you know that about 80% of New Year’s Resolutions fail by February? You probably …
I took some inspiration from my friend Olivia, who posted one photo from each month of 2018 on her Instagram Story. There will be an Instagram story sesh as well, but I also wanted to do a post to fully explain some of these events, because a lot happened in the past 365 days. January …
Across the journey of this blog, we’ve learned a lot about myself, my love life, and my taste in boys. All of the above aren’t great. Well except for me, I’m great, I’ve been known that. I didn’t get tatted with an I Heart Me tattoo because I thought I was average. Anyways. In my …
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