telling someone to read a book and watching as their world slowly gets destroyed by it
me: (worries about all the things I haven’t done yet)
me: (still doesn’t do them)
treat other ladies like leslie knope treats ann perkins
"sorry i didn’t answer your text/email/fb msg, i was too busy being overwhelmed by the prospect of human contact"—my forthcoming novella
Today I’m wearing a nice dark shade of exhaustion under my eyes.