and i eat men like air.

Grappling with the idea of temporal permanence, all the while the world is waiting to be saved on the next line.

Our young protagonist is a surprisingly genuine social justice advocate whose dedication to anthropology and sociology converts her naive excitement into bitter, aged acceptance day by day.

She enjoys finding a half smoked camel at the bottom of a pack, movies where the good guy gets ahead, stealing your pleather bomber jacket, and insomnia.

(i got 99 problems and they all bitches)

FUCK YOUR DURKHEIM. I’MA WATCH VIDEOS ON THE ONION INSTEAD OF READING YOU.  How you like me now, bitch??

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