Why I Make Friends
The only reason I said yes was because I knew the pain of loneliness was worse than that of the heart break you would eventually give me...
I Don't Miss Her
"It's strange, I don't miss her, it's strange I don't feel much of anything... Even if she dies, I realized a moment ago, I don't think...
Tell a Story
Growing up I always had everything I ever needed. There was no reason to ever be sad, and when the word “future” came to mind, I was just...
Repress
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow. I can only wish that somebody could have possibly cared...
Letter to Ms. Donoghue
Dear Ms. Donoghue, I am writing to you today in regards to your novel, The Wonder. Once I read the short description inside of the front...
Ode to The New Yorker
Those eyes today look into mine, Not letting our connection break, A blend of blue to green They hang low Like they have seen One...