We were just eighteen, so full of ideas and expectations. He was the only boy I’d ever let sleep in my bed.
You shared everything with your camp friends – jeans, shoes, t-shirts, earrings, hair accessories, Victoria’s Secret underwear, pajamas, boyfriends and even lice.
There is something humbling about being the youngest in an office. Everyone around me has years of knowledge that I haven’t begun to touch yet.
I’ve never been more acutely aware of the realities of aging.
My girlfriend and I had been going out for two years and she was expecting to be married.
Charlotte seemed so massive before the wall went up.
This is my boyfriend. We are the same age. Do not call the cops, I’m fine.
Our critics accuse us of being too open to change, and, frankly, too unlike them. But their approach has yielded few results, and we’re already at work transforming the world.
For some reason, people keep telling me this is a good thing. That some day, I will be so thankful.
Your relationships are your most valuable assets.