Welcome to the club where the most powerful weapon in the world is you. In all your unfixed, scarred, naked, honest glory.
Self-help meets memoir. Party girl meets wise sage. Beauty meets reality.
I listened to music like my life depended on it because it did.
Social studies. Purr.
Prozac and I are broken up.
What I’m doing to keep my head above water.
Tips from a girl with a degree in Accidental Hangovers!
When you don’t like yourself, you destroy yourself.
There is a beautiful freedom in breaking down.
Are you abusing the party favors?
THE BEAUTY OF THE BREAKDOWN
Part One: If you don’t lose your mind you never go looking for it.
Breathe and remember who you are.
What a rip off!