Clearing the Air in the Friend Zone

He was Romanian, and I was smitten. A junior. Joint majoring in Linguistics and Psychology, Valentin was anything but ordinary. Quiet and shy, it had taken me an entire semester to get to this point. Just when I thought this friendship was going nowhere fast, he surprised me. The second Read more

After the Murder

“Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you.” ― Rosamund Lupton, Sister After the murder, my prayers went something like this: “Help me. God, help me. Please, fucking help Read more