I just want to lay in a pile of warm laundry and eat bread

I give you: straight hair, no make up, and a silly face.
Now, goodnight.

THERE IS A MOSQUITO SOMEWHERE IN THIS ROOM.
BUT I CAN’T FIND IT.
IT’S OUT THERE SOMEWHERE.
WAITING.
Are you ever just like
Today, yes.

My people, we stay indoors. We have keyboards. We have darkness. It’s quiet.
Neil Gaiman is my spirit animal.