My Misery Is Reaching Epidemic Proportions.

But Sons Are A Different Matter To A Man. More A Duty Than An Indulgence.

When She Can't Bring Me To Heal With Scolding, She Bends Me To Shape With Guilt.

Why Do Girls Always Feel Like They Have To Apologize For Giving An Opinion Or Taking Up Space In The World? Have You Ever Noticed That?" Nicole Asked. "you Go On Websites And Some Girl Leaves A Post And If It's Longer Than Three Sentences Or She's Expressing Her Thoughts About Some Topic, She Usually Ends With, 'sorry For The Rant' Or 'that May Be Dumb, But That's What I Think.

I Told Myself It Was The Snow—she Couldn’t Possibly Get To Philadelphia On The Roads. I Told Myself A Hundred Lies. Children Do That. It’s Amazing The Sorts Of Things You’ll Make Yourself Believe.

Writers Are Also Sort Of Like Vultures, But With Fewer Ethics.