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I broke down and bought an 85$ blanket scarf from Aritzia, and it completely changed my life. It adds warmth like nothing else, while still being fashionable. I wear it almost daily.

A rumour went around that my Social Studies teacher was my father. It lasted for over a year.

This post is salty AF

First, by Cold War Kids. It's on the radio quite a bit these days, and I have to pull over and weep every damn time I hear it.

I'm an immigrant, and this made me tear up a little

I'm afraid of pregnant women. The idea that something is growing inside of them is deeply disturbing to me.

We were hanging out at my friend's house, and found a few old copies of Cosmo. Reading outrageous sex tips out loud to each other — one writer referred to a hand job as "playing the peen."

I work at a bank, and just last week had an elderly gentleman tell me "You're such a pretty young woman; it's such a shame you won't get anywhere with a career in finance. You know, because you're a woman."

I started working for a teeny tiny non-profit (the organization is literally myself and two other people in an office the size of my childhood bedroom). I'm overworked and underpaid, but I absolutely love what I'm doing. So it gets pretty frustrating when my parents repeatedly ask… Read More

I feel like I just perpetuated every Canadian stereotype that has ever existed... Sorry.