women are the only people who are idealized into powerlessness
and all I ever needed was what I always had: a good friend in an indifferent world
"We grew up in the same building, just a few blocks from here."
"When did you first meet each other?"
"I was three. He was five."
"What’s your first memory of him?"
"Him pulling up his eyelids to scare me in the hallway."
that kind of monday