It starts the same way every weekend. You tell yourself you’ll just grab a few things, a bottle…

You can tell who a person is by looking at their dorm room.Not in a creepy way just…

Picture this.You walk into a house already humming with bass. Shoes pile near the door. A ring light…

Sometimes love feels like a bad Wi-Fi connection You’re saying all the right things, but it’s not going…

Picture this. It’s late. You’re half-scrolling, half-thinking about that one person who still hasn’t texted back, when suddenly…

It starts the same way every time. Someone, somewhere, films a close-up of melted cheese dripping in slow…

You open Instagram intending to check one message. Five minutes later, you’re knee-deep in someone’s vacation montage set…

It’s funny how our lives can be mapped in songs. The first time you felt heartbreak? You probably…

It starts with the shoes. You know, the ones you convince yourself are “for running” but somehow only…