Siân Melton
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Siân Melton
A Confession Letter For My Dear Brother
My only consolation now is that you loved Brand New as much as I did.
Growing Up, I Wanted My Eyes To Be Violet
It took five years – until I was almost 19 – before I ever considered myself attractive.
29 Possible Songs For The Upcoming Mean Girls Musical
I’m a little excited about the Mean Girls musical that is currently being written.
My Craigslist Roommate From Hell Thought I Ate Her Tub Of Margarine
She seemed nice enough via email. She could spell, at least. Her name was Stephanie.
My Body Fluids Are Spectacular
After my little brother died, people would say he’s in a better place, or he’s lost, or he’s moved on. Why, yes, he has moved on. To a grave. Because he’s dead.