Submitted by a guest writer who has chosen to remain anonymous. An open letter to... Oh wait. I don't want to write you a letter. I don't want to address you as your name or end this with mine. I don't want you to know me, not that you would really take the time to get to [...]
It's not you, Pinterest, it's me. Wait, no, it actually is you. You're a bully.
Dear My Future "Whatevers," Hey there, it's me, Beth. I don't know if our relationship will ever extend beyond texting or if you talk to me just to hold onto the hope of having sex with me. We may get married, or our first date might make us want to run for the hills. You [...]