I was cringing at the gate at a happy sporty tall blond highschooler. Wanted to shove her and her carefree privilege out of my face, like a good Daria. Turns out her seat was right next to mine but as soon as i wrapped my scarf around my face to block her out magically she disappeared - poof! changed seats with friends and they were out of my row. had it all to myself. problem solved. moral of the story is to be blatantly scary.

i'm wearing perfume and lipstick to bed, because fuck you, that's why.

sometimes privilege is a disability.

simple kind hardworking cowardly minion.

Another good coward.

All this emotional congestion is going to catch up w me later.

mumbly white person: no subtitles. well spoken brown person: subtitles.