the amateur philosopher's 42 day challenge: day four
what would the cover of your biography (presumably written by somebody else who never knew you, postmortem) look like?
hopefully it would look like the autobiographies of like, amy poehler and mindy kaling since i’m conceited enough to think that my personal level of hilarity is deserving of a female comedienne-esque cover. there would be my face with like mascara dripping down my cheeks like i’m some long-neglected gothic doll but i’d have this really sardonic smile and half my hair would be natural and the other half would be just the flyest weave and i’d be holding like a fucking lollipop in one hand and a game controller in the other and i’d be wearing this like ultra-femme frilly dress with sweatpants and a blazer i just want the whole thing to scream ‘we had a very small budget' and also 'this girl was a fucking paradox'
but the type itself would be ultra minimalistic and scattered and there’d be hand drawn flowers etched into the corners and the colour scheme would have to be mint/coral/creme and it would be titled ‘how to be mediocre even in death but somehow manage to die splendidly: a biography’ because if i don’t go out in a blaze of fire and corpses then something went horribly horribly wrong in my life’s plan just like everything else










