my rent went up $50, the door for roof access is leaking, and all the room doors are on the hinges crooked.

really leaning into the mid-twenties art marking lexicon (making work about my ex-boyfriend or my current unhinged love interest)

my current favorite genre of music is hot femmes yelling

preparing to menstruate by buying assorted sheet masks and ordering the rarest brisket from the brazilian bbq down the street

going to a disco tomorrow night ! hope i fall in love !

who is we? this how i be dancin in the club

how am i doing? i am watching bojack horseman from the beginning again.

me taking my hypothetical children to art openings in the future

“do you like pigeons” “i’m sympathetic towards them”

if any of you have beautiful, kind, funny friends they’d like to set me up with, please do it, quickly.

yt ppl in black air force ones will never not be funny to me

apparently i look like a fucking CLOWN

i have a pavlovian response to the sound of keys jingling on a carabiner clip

there is a certain level of drama and scandal involved in planning my birthday dinner this year and i think that’s appropriate for 26

i am Kenough

committed to dressing like an unruly toddler all summer