"What the fuck right do I have to be lonely, unhappy, or forlorn? I don’t have the right. But there again I don’t have the right not to have those feelings. Feelings are not something to which one does or does not have rights."
I want this.
All around ridiculousness.
Sometimes the only reason I want to watch Wes Anderson is so my eyes will feel good.
I started writing a short story and I have no idea where it’s going.