you never asked what it was like

I bet for like a fraction of a second getting hit by a bus would feel really good

Somehow being a person does not come naturally to me

nice wound. Could use some salt though

writing? oh, i’m definitely writing. in my head. during the most inconvenient times. like in the shower or when i’m about to fall asleep. actual typing? no, no, we don’t do that here.

Art should fuck the unfucked and unfuck the fucked

You should be starting a recipe book. I don't give a shit if you're only 20-years-old. The modern web is rotting away bit by bit before our very eyes. You have no idea when that indie mom blog is going down or when Pinterest will remove that recipe. Copy it down in a notebook, physically or digitally. Save it somewhere only you can remove it. Trust me, looking for a recipe only to find out it's been wiped off the internet is so fucking sad. I've learned my lesson one too many times.

something totally normal to have memorized off the top of your head, baby girl