I’ve never done MDMA recreationally, so I had no idea what to expect.

Between sobs, Adrienne said, “I can’t be around other sick kids. It’s too depressing.”

A Blue Clamp composed of many people holds my aching heart together. What happened to my sister is not okay, it will never be okay, but now I can say, “Adrienne died.”

If this is a marriage proposal, then it has to be the worst one ever. 

Whether they are in your face, inside your inbox, or on Facebook, bullies suck.

With people commenting from Africa, Europe, and Asia, I feel like I’m on a world tour with none of the perks. 

I remember reading the play Death of a Salesman in college, but I never thought I would meet Willy Loman in person.

Boys text; men call.

I don’t think female friendships grow apart so much as they don’t grow at all.