Listening to Lena Dunham’s book and she just said “I am an adulteress, I am a c*nt, my intestines are where my uterus should be, but look at me: I am alive” and before I could stop myself, I whispered, “Knicks in five.”
I stand in solidarity with the people of the West Village casually sipping spritzes as an ominous electrical storm begins to form and churn around them
Was walking down Broadway when an shock of inspiration ran through my whole body like lightning and stopped me dead in my tracks…Cate Blanchett as Lindsay Hubbard
Woke up in panic from dream that I had unwanted tattoos, a kind of stigmata wound and a large portrait of Ariana Grande’s face on forearm. Think it was pollen-induced, but my former therapist would probs be like “wrist” rhymes with “pissed” and then end the session abruptly….