Love vs Tequila: A Party Girl's Struggle

He broke up with me at my friend's funeral. So what did I do? I broke his nose. The events that followed can only be described as ridiculousness. It was a seaside summer filled with Jagger Bombs, bar fights, bad dates, and love when you least expect it. How does one mend a broken heart? With Tequila of course. Lots...

Retribution

After years of torment and pain, I'm just a shadow of the woman I once was. Even now, after months of freedom, the lingering aches of broken bones, and the memories of unspeakable horrors still keep me from living a life of peace. While I try my best to put back all the broken pieces, the last thing I need is another...