Why It’s Perfectly Fine To Be Upset About Something Stupid
Whether sad about a death or a picture falling off the wall, both mean that I’m feeling. Both mean that I’m alive. That in itself is a blessing, today and every day.
This Is The Side Of Cat Calling We Aren’t Talking About (But Should Be)
It wasn’t dark out. The sun was shining, the roads were busy, and I needed to get inside of my apartment. I didn’t feel that I was in physical danger, but the pit in my stomach ruined the prospect of ice cream.