Hey, you.
We hope these words find you, and we hope they find you well.
Dear Body,
You have endured the countless bruises of my adolescence — the scrapes and cuts and burns that followed after learning how to ride your first two-wheeler or bake your first cake. You have been fractured, broken and torn in…
You are worthless, you are boring and you have no value in this world. You should do…
Dear “Mr. Lonely,”
It is “The Time” to “Pick Up the Pieces” and let your “Tears Dry on Their Own.” You can say “It’s Not Over,” but “That’s What You Get” when you “Break My Heart.”
Dear “Mr. Saxobeat,”
“Take a Chance on Me” even though “You Know I’m No Good.” To me, you are “Irreplaceable” and “As Long as You Love Me,” I will “Love You Long Time.”
