I wish I could go back and tell my sixth-grade self what Champion is today. Almost 10 years later, I never would’ve thought that rocking Champion would be an aesthetic fashion statement. Now, looking back, I shake my head at what Champion used to represent for me.
I’m 21, and I’m not ashamed to say that I still read YA.
When I first heard Ariana Grande’s "Thank U, Next"I teared up. It wasn’t her paying homage to Mac Miller or her optimistic outlook on marriage that caused the waterworks. Instead it was the lines, “But this one gonn' last. 'Cause her name is Ari. And I'm so good with that.”
About two weeks ago, I found out through Instagram that a friend had committed suicide.
In 2016, when Donald J. Trump was first elected, a wave of white-hot fear washed over me. It was a feeling I've never felt before. And pray to never feel again.