Love is not always right.

Not in the sense that certain kinds of love; heterosexual, homosexual, etc. are wrong—No, nothing like that.

Love is not always right in the sense that sometimes it’s not real love at all. Sometimes it is toxic and dark, and your feelings will cling to it no matter what reason presents because you want that love.

It will take you by surprise when the affection mixes...

We met when we were fourteen. We were so close, almost immediately best friends.

Then, when we were fifteen, things had changed a bit. She was still my best friend, but I was also in love with her. And when she kissed me, I couldn’t believe it.

Things were so good for the first few months. We couldn’t get enough of each other—we even had to designate days that we weren’t allowed to spend time ...

It’s so common, isn’t it?

Hearing people talk about paranormal activity. It would seem almost foolish to not believe it by now, right? Well that never stopped me.

But when you’re on the receiving end, it’s hard to ignore.

When lights don’t just flicker—they turn on and off, the entire flip switching, completely all on their own, it does become difficult to chop it up to faulty wiring. Or whe...