[Dear Sunday]

me waking up past noon: i will have a potato chip. this will suffice as nourishment.

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Paul Zindel catalogs a small segment of the loves of four teenagers in his book: My Darling, My Hamburger. Sean, Liz, Maggie, and Dennis learn about social cues and values as they begin their introduction to the adult world. The two couples experience prom and other social situations while dodging rude men, skirting through bars, and staving off their parents’ attacks. The readers watch as they learn whether or not internalizing their struggles is a good thing and when one of them questions existentialism. I wasn’t the keenest reader when it came to this teeny, 122-page novel. It brought back a lot of memories from high school (good and bad) and was rather nostalgic to say the least. This book is perfect for a rainy-day read, just make sure you have a decent cup of cocoa at the ready and maybe a pet to cuddle with after you finish the book.

Lemony Snicket from outta nowhere: “Of course, in this case, ‘fine’ is only meant to reassure. She has never been less fine, nor was she ever fine in the first place. Here, the word ‘fine’ could be defined as ‘I am actually slowly dying on the inside, but don’t wish for anyone to worry’.

Sylvia Plath, Mad Girl’s Love Song

Not Art #18

Not  Evil Animals  by Sophie corrigan

american romanticism: i went into the woods and found the devil and he gave me a clock, but the clock was actually the industrial revolution and it fucking killed me