Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry.
I want the word “sassy” struck from the English language and replaced with a definition that says “I have zero substance as a human being and my only weapon is thinly veiled insults that make me an interesting person”