Mister Magic

by Kiersten White

“The desert does have a way of wriggling into your soul. It’s the only landscape that tells you the truth about yourself: You’re small, and you’re alone, and you don’t matter. And that’s okay.”

“Fine. At least I’ll go out doing what I love: being an absolute fuckwit making the worst possible choice.”

#relatable

“No,” Val says, her voice solemn. “Being an absolute fuckwit making the worst possible choice in the best possible company.”