reading the book lost children archive by valeria luiselli for my comparative lit class oh my god i hate this book so much. im only 51 pages in (and something like 250 pages behind on the reading) but it is so fucking bad. this book sucks. it is so heavy-handed when it comes to any rhetorical insights, the protagonist is actually insufferable, the writing is just straight up bad and unrealistic (she writes about things that a 5 year old girl says that no child would ever say), and there’s a weird fixation in this ick factor- gratuitous mentions of pee, farts, and burping that make the book feel more like it was written by a 10 year old boy than an adult woman. i hate it so much 😭
does anyone want to listen to come back from san francisco and then kill themselves with me
tw weight loss mention
ode to sparkling cranberry pomegranate yerba mate i love her
every time i am looking at this guy's instagram and gazing at his face i remind myself that he does not dance. ever. no matter what no dancing. i can't be with a person like that even if he does have adhd and a nice face.
bad day to be a girl who’s career plans involved working for an environmental agency of the federal government
first time voter af
trying to get back on the lcd soundsystem grind but i fucked around and associated it with my senior spring too hard and now it doesnt hit in the same brain chemistry altering way anymore 😦
this year’s winter arc is going to be bee in jar by molly brodak maxxing
i am literalky the most lonely and isolated i have ever been in my entire life i hate college i hate it here
he says “bill i believe this is killing me” (this = college)
went home yesterday to see my sisters sing in a recital with the same choir i was in for 4 years and they’re radiant. they sound beautiful and i love them both more than life itself
it’s fall and overcast and i’m on the train and there are giant dark clouds on the horizon and i’m going to my sister’s chorus recital to surprise her and my bff and then we’re going to dinner and it’s a little cold outside and i’m happy rn
the good witch by maisie peters is like waking the witch by kate bush but different. but the like. messages/voices from other people at the start or end of the song its really good
My dearest best friend just texted me that her parents have the same number of photos of me on their fridge as they do photos of her and her sister and tbh that’s real of them. Seems about right. I’ve always known she would be a bridesmaid in my wedding but I also know her parents and sister will be on that guest list sitting right up in the family section. If her, me, my sister, and her sister aren’t all invited to each others weddings we’re doing something wrong
This morning I threw up in the shower I seriously need to not get drunk anymore for real