All my sweetness to Gracie, but her new album's whole thing of "I'm losing my mind, giving up, I don't care what happens to me" is not landing for me + I do think it's because her abs are so nice. It feels a bit faux. Like where'd you find the time in between going insane?
i only get crazy about someone like once every 3 years and when it happens i literally feel like i have to go up to the mountain and seclude myself for 40 days and nights like they did in bible times
the true american dream is finishing fifth in bar trivia and spending the rest of the night self-recriminating over the ways you could’ve finished second
this obsession so many of you have with being perceived as hot and sexy in every environment is going to melt your brains and warp the way you view yourselves
being in my mid-twenties with lots of opportunities in front of me at the most stable time in human history is the hardest thing anyone has ever had to do
i am not a passenger princess i am a passenger court jester. i must keep the driver awake, assist in navigation and tightly manage the music playlist. my hat jingles so that i may maintain my permanent front seat privileges and avoid execution.