Is it evil not to be sure?

by Lena Dunham

my mother wishes she had written it all down

my cat suckled my other cat’s nipple and gave him an infection

I think I’m crazy which means I’m not.

she shouldn’t be so fucking cocky about being able to use a flying trapeze or whatever.

our time together is just a countdown to when he’ll ignore me again.

I need my t-shirt back. I told you, it has a lot of sentimental value because my mother found it in a pit of mud while she was speed-walking!

I dream I am having anonymous sex