When I Wasn’t A Wallflower
“Where are you going?” my roommate asked me at 9:40 on a Thursday night. More than occupied with my twice-daily… Read More
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“Where are you going?” my roommate asked me at 9:40 on a Thursday night. More than occupied with my twice-daily… Read More
This is the story of the time I picked up a guy on a New York City street. It doesn’t… Read More
I decided to do something about a crush I’ve had for almost two weeks. He works at Trader Joe’s where… Read More
I’m sitting on a park bench reading Shopgirl. The story differs from your typical chick lit novella in that it is… Read More