Dear Manchester,

I am sorry that the words “I am Sorry” do not seem enough. I am so terribly sorry that your children were attacked for a war they have nothing to do with. I am so sorry that the armies of hatred and darkness are so afraid of light and love that they felt the need…

She’s Not a Shameless Whore, You’re a Jealous Little Bitch

  Several weeks ago at a birthday party for a beautiful friend named Shilpa I was asked how I “identify” myself. I smiled softly and asked Shilpa. “Labels are for soup cans” she replied knowingly. I don’t have a label. I love love. I love the fact that in this day and age I could…