Kate Ryan

I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.

Recently, it was announced that the Ocean’s Eleven remake will be ladies-only too. Could it be that we’ve embarked on an era in which women take center stage?

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

Like booster engines emptied of fuel, my limbs become disposable, useless tanks as the blood rushes from them.

Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

I have no choice but to start all over again, tomorrow or not at all.

He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.

Hollywood continues to flounder in a dick-sucking frenzy of self-congratulatory white male directors, writers, and producers.

My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.