we’re really at that point in the year where no one cares about anything huh
My psych professor mentioned swaddling in lecture so I emailed him a picture of me being swaddled in my dorm room and asked if I could get extra credit because it was really hot in there and I got really sweaty and he was like “fabulous, sure”
I’m going to miss the Honors Advisor from my university.
The rest of us have been gone for a thousand years. If you remember what we were, and how we lived, then we’ll have found life again.
Now we live in you. Tell them of us, my darling.
