Bunny (Bunny, #1)

by Mona Awad

Now she works in the basement of the nature lab down the hill, shelving dead bugs. Every single dead bug gets its own tiny glass drawer. It’s kind of nice. And infinitely better for her spiritual and creative well-being than hanging around the fake poor and fashionably deranged, aka the art school student body.

This is literally me irl

I allow the sick need that no degree of revulsion can kill to be picked up out of the cold, wet dark and petted.