Dear No One; I’m not beautiful

Dear No One, It’s 4am on a Saturday in March, and after a week with my school abroad and a trip that took over six hours longer than anticipated, I step off the bus. I know that I have purple bags under my eyes, that my hair is a mess and that the hoodie I’m…

Dear No One: Tell me more, Tell me more

Dear No One, Let’s set the stage. You’re at a birthday party of an old friend from high school. Well, friend? Perhaps acquaintance is a better word. Your actual friend was invited to this reunion party and dragged you along with them. As you try to avoid people you weren’t planning on seeing ever again,…