on my walk today i was asked if i was an "emo white girl or a goth white girl" and i will never be able to stop thinking about that

giving a surprise speech to 1300 people? cool. unintentionally finding information that hurts me? not cool

someday all that will be left of us is our posts and creative works. btw

everything about my life is going to look so different in exactly one year

how are people not rotting in bed all the time

can ghosts block me on twitter

cryin in the club (therapy)

can't wait to be done with grad school so i can teach myself how to enjoy writing again

someday i will find the balance between consuming content and creating it

FINALLY got a connection for the 6-year-old long out-of-print lit mag i've been looking for

maybe cold-dm'ing people isn't scary and reaching out to talk to each other is how we make connections in this world

realizing i write in second person.... a lot.... too much, maybe

tragedy of the commons: a memoir

super blue sturgeon moon tonight :)

i wish teeth grew in clusters like crystals

who up cyberstalking dead people

yknow i was just thinking about how rich i was and how desperately i wanted to spend hundreds of dollars on new tires

gold medalist in painting my nails and immediately scuffing them

dying slowly of love my partner too much

going to a baseball game but i have a headache raaaaa