An open response to the ignorant and disrespectful post to the basic rules of humanity, written by Matt Walsh for The Blaze.
A decade after we met, I sat across the Studio City California Pizza Kitchen table from my high school soul sister. She put the silly in my goofball, shared my passion for music and was my high-five-go-to-girl (“oh-my-god-no-way!”) for my secret boy crushes. She also damp-shouldered every youthful heartbreak I ever had. Continue reading