today saw someone on the subway crying. they stopped, wiped their eyes, took a selfie with a smiling face, and started crying again.
Me: "Who's the strongest super hero?"
My 3-year-old son: "Beyoncé."
I'll never forget the two teen goths I saw standing in a silent embrace at an airport Jamba Juice
Obituary: He "liked" things on Facebook.
if you look at fall as goth summer, summer's just starting.