City boy gone bad from his greatest fear of becoming a country bumpkin

Yes. Yes, I could easily imagine my father selling me for a tablecloth, a hen, and a handful of cigarettes. To be more accurate it would be a Diet Coke and a pack of cigarette but potayto, potahto.

The Seven PH's of a Park Avenue Princess

Gail Carson Levine really said f*** Peter Pan and the lost boys too. which, low-key, they deserve that. Peter Pan may have ran away as a boy, but was still old enough to remember the sexist and ancient traditions expected upon women.

I don't know if I'm hungry, horny, or highly in need of updating my passport

Even in the most random corners of history, there's still connections to nepo babies like Armie Hammer

An Irish woman who as at some point spent her time in the American south is a treasure trove of brutal and beautiful writing

I gotta get me a cowboy

But can we just take a moment to imagine how incredible a sunrise on the cliffs of Ireland would be...

Feels suspicious that children didn't give the dolphins names

What a great read days before seeing Twisters

There's always a catholic nun when you need one

Jacob needs to learn the little ole word called “consent”

You know a girl living in Portland has a story to tell. You know a child of divorce has a story to tell. You know a librarian has a story to tell. Of course Isabel as a sorry to tell.

Brad who just so happens to be a communist. A communist named Brad. Regardless of the wording, it's something hard to imagine

I didn't give a rat's ass who she ended up with. I just needed to know if she started therapy and made progress with it

I need to know what Jane Austen Novel is Anne's favorite

These goddamn Russians

I gotta work on my cursive

How did you capture my heart so quickly and hold it so tenderly?!?

Men have to chill and not be reckless. If you're still in training to fly a plan that means you're still in training and shouldn't be flying on your own