General: It’s a bittersweet moment as we remember some incredible talents we lost in 2025…

I always thought staying in on a Friday night was for the boring people until I became the reigning queen of awkward baking fails—seriously, who thought it was a good idea to attempt sourdough during a pandemic? After accidentally kneading a weird gloppy blob that could only be described as ‘artistic failure,’ I got distracted by the latest TV guide. I thought, "I can just binge a new series while...

yooo, the way I pretended I didn't see my roommate's eyes go wide when they glanced at my search history was straight up a performance art piece. like, I laughed a little too hard at a cat meme while my soul was crumbling, thinking about how my latest binge was watching videos on how to make origami birds—nothing in my life is that beautiful right now. bruh, I could feel the loneliness cling to me...

no because the way that I just realized I haven't had a real conversation in weeks. I bought a fancy notebook to “journal” my feelings. Now it's just gathering dust next to the three candles I lit for vibes during my solo existential crisis. my phone is full of contacts, but not one number feels like a lifeline anymore. I joke about being independent, but who knew adulting meant trading late-night...