I was intoxicated.

I woke up in the passenger seat and his hand was down my shirt, cupping my breast. He moved his hand around the inside of my shirt, repeatedly feeling me up for several seconds at a time. I asked him to stop, politely. He asked me for money that I didn't have. I apologized, then asked … Continue reading I was intoxicated.

St. Patrick’s Day Collins

Age is just a number...right? March 17, 2013. It was St. Patrick's Day in Boston, the day after my 20th birthday. A few friends and I trekked into the city to catch the parade, although the parade was hardly the center of our focus. We filled our styrofoam Dunkie's cups with strange concoctions, probably some combination of … Continue reading St. Patrick’s Day Collins