Dear God, I’d like to erase my whole life, start over, and spend it in this thing: Love, Ashley. Dear Ashley, I see you’re dreaming big. I told you to get out more. You see what happens when you spend too much time alone? We can’t save you now. No one can. Love, God Mayhaps the great cosmic force speaking to me through caffeine induced schizophrenic auditory hallucinations is right… Read More