Part 2 of my favourite text posts
i am reminded that english is a flawed language every time I am forced to use “that that” in a sentence
it’s not fair that that happens
Sometimes I feel like I might finally be content with the way I look, and then I look in the mirror and it’s like
I wrote this when I woke up in the middle of the night and I found it this morning. I have no memory of why I wrote it or who it was for, I only know it was written at 4:13 am, and it was written with such haste that many words had to be rewritten.