My bank account is a constant reminder that I only have one parent and that the other one is never coming back.
In the end I didn’t lose my home -- I just lost friends.
I’ve always had ridiculously extreme reactions to drugs and medication.
Nervous for the upcoming date, I confided in a friend. She asked me how he would know if I was attractive.
One day I was sitting in my corner office, with an assistant to order my lunch every day, and then I was making seventy-five dollars (before taxes) by sitting in the background of a movie for upwards of fifteen hours.