March 2012
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Jimmy was crying, and Keith was telling him: “it gets better. That pain in your heart, that voice in your head that tells you there’s no way out, it’s wrong. It gets better.” And I felt like he was talking to me. And in that moment, maybe the most heroic, kindest moment of my big brother’s life, I hated him. I hated him more than anyone or anything, because nothing...
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Sometimes we waste our words and we waste our...
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even if you think the flame has died, there's at...
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