idk what it is but i think my brain only tolerated wordle during the pandemic bc i was already in the pandemic…i do it now and im like oh my god everything in life is futile. im wasting my few precious moments here with suffering

it's actually her account and i mooch and also she claims i ruin her recommendations but i struggle to believe that's true when the differences between her books and mine are so painstakingly obvious

sooooooo excited for this

there needs to be a psychological term for why every time I hear about this ballroom my brain autocorrects it to “bathroom” because I guess that just sounds more probable in this multimillion dollar idiot instance

EXCEPT IM NOT GONNA!!!

well there goes my entire sunday