I knew that Eva suffered from a personality disorder the moment I met her. There was something in her eyes – a silver glint. “Histrionic, without I doubt”, I thought to myself. She referred to herself as ‘outgoing’.
Whenever I see the letters “ily” when I read the word “silly”, or “happily”, I am reminded of the notes he passed to me in English class. The ones he folded into tight little squares and tucked into my locker. “I […]