Tell Me Why It's Wrong

I was twenty-one when I first met the sarcastic Australian rock star that took the world by storm with his witty charm. Twenty-two when I wrote a viral tabloid article on his bandmate to pay for the medicine that I needed for life. Twenty-three when I realized my dream job in California was destroying every moral I was raised to believe in. Twenty-four when I accepted that I might have to give up my west coast dreams to return home and admit defeat. And twenty-five when the lead singer of V...