teenagers
Letters From A Teenage Addict
TRIGGER WARNING (I write these pieces so people in similar situations realize they’re not alone.) These are some excerpts of my writing as a teenager. It’s mind blowing to see the shift in perception over the years. I never could have imagined a life without drugs or desiring them everyday,
Dads of Teenage Daughters: You’re not the Gatekeeper of her Vagina
Dads of teenage daughters, we need to talk. Not all of you, just some of you. Just those of you who are guilty of having attended a purity ball or are in the midst of planning one. You know, those creepy father-daughter dances (or HA, balls) where the girl pledges
This New Literary Magazine is a Gift to the People of San Francisco
I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available
Why You Should Wait Until Your 30’s To Do Drugs
High School and college are a terrible time to experiment with drugs. Wait until you’re in your 30’s. Your hangovers will be worse, but everything else will be better. Teenagers have no privacy or power. Humorless adults are notorious for barging into rooms unannounced. Parents and teachers demand attendance at
The Differences Between Fourteen Year Old Me, and Twenty-Six Year Old Me
I’ve been re-watching a lot of old episodes of Freaks and Geeks with my Nick Andopolis/Sam Weir hybrid of a boy toy lately (all of the philosophical stoner wisdom of Andopolis without the clinginess, and the gentlemanly quality of Weir without the hairless pits– what more could a lady ask
Broke-Ass Book List: Youth Gone Wild
Feeding your mind by reading is a Broke-Ass lifestyle essential. What other activity gets you so much for so little cost (i.e., free). I’m an avid reader, my hope is to share some of my best reads with you. Look, I admit I don’t love being around children or “tweens”.
Better Late Than Never….
Today was kind of a crazy day. Boyfriend sick and I needed to run errands for juice &c and do my best Florence Nightengale impression order to nurse him back to health. Then I sat down to write my feature, but first checked my email and thank goodness I did.