My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I was looking through my high school yearbook the other day because I'm a nostalgic masochist and I noticed something beyond the fact that somebody should have introduced me to tweezers sooner. There's this phrase written several dozen times: Never Change. Huh? Forgive me, but what a stupid thing to say. And yet it's scribbled... Continue Reading →
I moved to Cincinnati the summer before 7th grade. I learned very quickly that I would most likely be going to an all-girls Catholic High School. That was the "thing" there. It was in that moment I figured out we had actually moved to Hell. All girls? Let's be honest, half of the reason I... Continue Reading →
**RETROSPECTACULAR** 