I waited patiently - years - for the pendulum to swing the other way, for men to start reading Jane Austen, learn how to knit, pretend to love cosmos, organize scrapbook parties, and make out with each other while we leer. And then we’d say, Yeah, he’s a Cool Guy.
Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl (via mrgolightly)
I related very much to the (spoiler alert) crazy lady. Is that weird?
How does tinder not have an undo button yet??
Why is there not some okcupid-esque service for making friends?