"I’ve been obsessing over someone who doesn’t want me. How can I get out of this situation once and for all?"
In 2007, a boy came on my tights at a house party and then abruptly stopped talking to me—and I've been obsessed with him ever since.
From elderly women reciting penis poetry to sad cases of unrequited love.
Communication. Why do we bother?
Lately I have run into Troy everywhere. I spotted him at a Whole Foods squeezing summer fruits. I swayed next to him one boozy night at a Wilco concert on the beach. Often I attempt to catch his eye, but he never looks at me.
Some love songs are sad love songs.
Justine McNally is the point where human ingenuity and human tragedy collide.
This used to be my favorite parlor game to play to try to out-torture other adults on poker night. Now I'm playing it with kids, and I started off by asking if they'd rather kill one person or cut off the arms of 35. Fun times!