Lost in the Labyrinth

I’m sitting in my college economics class thinking about cigarettes. Not about wanting one, but why would anyone want one. I’m remembering being a little girl sitting on my wooden garage steps as I watched my dad mess around with some tools with a cigarette in his mouth. I remember being in the backseat of the car as my dad blew smoke that would go out his window, only to come back in mine. I…

How I Discovered That Everything Happens For A Reason

I wish young girls understood that the older guy just wants the pictures of you naked. Not you. God, I wish someone had told me that. I remember the day we had a fire-drill and two older girls came up to snippily tell me that my naked pictures have gone around the whole school. My face turned red and hot and even though I knew I couldn’t lie my way out of the situation, I tried. I walked around…