In 2005 my father went to the doctor complaining of chest pain. The doctor assured him it was heartburn and sent him home with Tums and no further testing. My father came home and died of a heart attack later that day.
Unfortunately I already had this exact picture tattooed on my chest, but this shirt is very useful in colder weather.
I just want to start off by saying if you want an answer at the end, prepare to be disappointed. There just isn’t one.
Every time we forgave our jilted lover only to be cheated again. So many times yet we learn nothing.
College girls get drunk and do dumb things all the time. What is the purpose of aggrandizing this girl’s story to the point of no return? How many sentences do I have to type until I get to say the word “Syria”?
My little book that I’ve been working on for the last few months, My Heart Is An Autumn Garage, came out last week. It’s a short memoir about the breakdown I had in 2003 and my subsequent hospitalization.
These are the kinds of women you fall in love with, they tell us. The ones who are complete and whole on their own, who do not need your individual affection because they know that they already have the world’s.
This kid I knew had no legs because his parents were agent orange victims in Vietnam. During the beginning of the school year he would find groups of confused young freshmen, and “fall” out of his wheelchair at them only to scream “I have no legs.”
Books are an investment. I understand they cost money upfront…but that’s how an investment works.
One day, you’ll have your “but I love me more” moment. And then your life will unfold like the finale of Sex & the City and you’ll be walking down a city street to “You’ve Got The Love.” I’m half joking about this.
Christina Aguilera went to my high school (North Allegheny). My psychology teacher said she was a bitch and smelled like uncooked hot dogs.
It’s not enough to want a mentor or even to be lucky enough to find one. It’s a relationship that requires investment, energy and clear goals and intentions. But if you do it right, it can change your life.
There are so many variables acting against me. For instance, my hand is always coming at that thing from an awkward angle.
I definitely have body image issues. One offhanded, mostly joking comment about a shirt making me look fat and I’ll be stressing about it for the rest of the day.
I was going to do what so few in life ever do, I was going to accomplish my dream and work for a place that people would actually be jealous of.
Being cheated on makes you look at more questions than you would ever have willingly asked yourself.
