This season has been so, so good.
27/f/dc/tumblin' shit that no one cares about but me
“One of the mixed blessings of being twenty and twenty-one and even twenty-three is the conviction that nothing like this, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, has ever happened to anyone before.”
― Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem
The fruits of another Saturday morning spent googling Alison Brie, nbd.