Being hypersensitive, vulnerable and self-reflective is incredibly painful
However, I would never trade it for indifference

Looking for the Jane to my Daria

What can I say about Fredrik Backman’s “Anxious People”? The story was engaging and touching, but the ending felt pretentious, as if the author grew tired and padded it with a heavy-handed moralizing element, adding more and more senseless poetic quotes along the way

From my experience, nothing unites people as well as a shared source of irritation

You had stopped and tilted your head
I still ponder what it meant now, now
Now, now, now, now

Me, whenever I’m feeling anxious or stressed:

I’m into a completely different kind of music now, but god… I miss being 13 and listening to them

Trying to learn how to write with my left hand. Why is this so hard? It definitely didn’t feel this bad when I was a kid. Damn fluid intelligence!!

Finished Agatha Christie’s “The Murder of Roger Ackroyd” today. I used to be a huge fan of her books, especially “And Then There Were None” but this one just seems off to me. The ending just doesn’t feel right

That’s just… too good open.spotify.com/track/5XeFes...

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I’m reading Kafka’s ‘The Trial’ right now and I really like the quote ‘The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other’ . It reminds me of the Socratic ‘I know that I know nothing’

Trust me,