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On losing your virginity to the Used
Posted on November 21, 2013 Leave a Comment
I’m not sure what’s funnier: the fact that this actually happened or that sometime between 0:45 and four o’ clock in the fuckin’ morning, I almost asked to turn it up. Rock on. #tbt
Cancer can’t kill Kid Rock
Posted on November 15, 2013 2 Comments
I pack up what’s left of my adolescent bedroom, once plastered with poorly ripped pages of Seventeen magazine, high school horror stories and Sharpie, now a deep teal I had taken months to pick out of a catalog with two “grown-up” Home Goods boards full of precious moments (up to and including my 21st, 22nd […]
On life, loss and our crazy, wild, drunken family of friends
Posted on November 8, 2013 Leave a Comment
“We’re already in our twenties and lost, let’s not get lost any further.”
22 life lessons learned by 22
Posted on November 4, 2013 1 Comment
1. Pop the champagne in an empty room. Every time. Run at the sound of “champagne showers.” 2. Sleeping on the cold, hard floor of Grand Central Station never, ever feels good; no matter how many watered down shots you took or tables you danced on before passing out in the cab-ride there with a […]
You’ve seen me naked, you can say “hi”
Posted on October 29, 2013 Leave a Comment
Originally published by thecollegetownlife.com, now dailypregame.com. Happy re-reading. Some people are most vulnerable at the end of an uncomfortably sad movie – one where the dog dies or the grandfather never makes amends with his grandson and his wife sees the light before he does. Some are most vulnerable at the end of a chewed pencil, textbook […]
Elsa is a punk-rocker: what it’s like to lose your best friend
Posted on October 22, 2013 1 Comment
It finally feels like fall as I sit in the above-freezing level waiting room of the ICU at New York Presbyterian. I am drastically underdressed and fidgeting with the sleeves of my mom’s favorite shirt of mine. Just five days ago she asked to borrow it. My aunt Cecelia shares the cold seat next to […]
College is an ex-lover
Posted on October 2, 2013 3 Comments
I’ve always been a “yes” person. I am that girl that agrees to brunch over Sam Adams Saturday night and, come Sunday morning, wholeheartedly hopes for a text saying it’s a no-go (or better yet, no text whatsoever). Maybe even a natural disaster. But I always say yes. I’ve done so for most of my […]
Note-to-self: 10 clues I left for myself in my phone
Posted on September 22, 2013 Leave a Comment
May 21, 2012, 5:01 PM “I’ve been notebooked. Everybody was crying and at the end I had no idea what happened” November 15, 2012, 9:18 PM Slow walkers December 1, 2012, 1:14 AM “Well fuck me silly if the last three years haven’t been about you” bathroom stall February 5, 2013, 12:26 AM Appreciate everything, […]
The Magic Hour is Now
Posted on September 18, 2013 Leave a Comment
Since we’re at the beginning, allow me to go back. TimeHop and I are in an open relationship. The commitment-free kind where we avoid public eye-contact but hook-up on Friday nights. Some evenings, it brings me pure, unadulterated pleasure in the form of old photos and recovered retweets while others, it shatters my heart into a […]
Meaghan McGoldrick 