My heart and my trust were in the process of collapsing. And that collapse created a vacuum in my chest.

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?

Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as joke, and she pushes you off, leave... her... alone. Don't touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.

Fun drunks make a nice addition to any party. Not looking to fight. Not looking to score. Just looking to get drunk and laugh.

A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.

I tried getting my dad to buy me a beeper for my birthday,” he says, “but he thinks only doctors and drug dealers need them.

We both laugh. And it feels good. A release. Like laughing at a funeral. Maybe inappropriate, but definitely needed.