by Laurie Riihimaki Alright, let’s get real for a sec. There are a few reasons why we make up excuses for men when they ignore our texts. Firstly, we never want to admit that our dream-fuck is ignoring our texts. Like, even if we know our worth, have our shit

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by Kate Brunotts If your partner has brought up matching costumes this year, you’re in it deep. Halloween is one of the best times of year on its own, not to mention another shining opportunity to show off to the world that you’re not going to die alone.  Before you

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There she was, just within reach, the famous punk rocker poet, the shamaness beaming raw mystic power, the one, and only Patti Smith. There she was, right on Haight Street hovering in the San Francisco sunshine her presence breaking through the fog, still amongst the ragged street kids all refusing