I gotta hold on to hope even when it feels ridiculous, like seriously ridiculous, because last Tuesday I was sitting on my kitchen floor in sweatpants that haven’t been...
Okay, beautiful ways to say thank you God every morning are literally the only thing that keeps me from turning into a complete goblin before 8 a.m. I’m dead...
God is dead meaning has been rattling around my skull again because last week I was sitting in a Waffle House off I-40 in Tennessee at 3 a.m., hashbrowns...
Look, learning to believe in yourself doesn’t begin with rainbows. It begins in my crappy studio apartment in Phoenix last year, eating cold leftover...