My Love Affair With A Dead Celebrity
I papered one of my bedroom walls with pictures of the deceased. Upon seeing it, my mother recommended that I join more clubs at school and offered to make me an appointment to see her psychiatrist.
I Snooped Through My Boyfriend’s Journal (And Didn’t Like What I Found)
For a brief moment, I nearly convince myself that this must be a fictional piece, but denial can only last so long –- who the hell is Noelle?