I don’t welcome pain into my life, but pain is inevitable. When it comes, there’s no fighting it. It comes in waves and they are going to crash over me regardless, so I’ve become a “dance in the rain” kind of person. Heartbreak and pain become food and oxygen to writers, they are what fuel us.
A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar. The essential soundtrack for the emotional teenager in the early aughts. All of us that lived in the angst listened to Hands Down on repeat and wished for that date. In fact all of my dates in high school were compared to […]
Spice World nods at their origin story while still expressing an individuality and a depth to the girls that other manufactured bands of the time did not have. In a time when Justin Timberlake couldn’t sneeze without permission, Geri was screaming feminist truths and no one dared to tell her that it wasn’t allowed.
I spent years in the Taylor Swift closet. My sister knew, and eventually one of her friends knew, but I kept my love of Taylor deeply hidden.
