the united states of america is fucking horrific and repulsive and people have every right to shit talk it but leave fat people out of it and stop acting like having fat people makes the usa a bad place, when you could focus on idk literally everything else
if only i were as creative in my writing as i am with coming up with justifications for my shitty eating habits
Between this and the story about him reassuring F. Scott Fitzgerald re dick size, I’m developing a picture of Hemingway as the mother hen of the disaffected white male literary set of the early 20th century.
He probably called up Steinbeck sometimes and was like I CAN’T EVEN WITH THESE DIPSHITS and Steinbeck was all “That’s what you get for living in Paris, asshole”.
The greatest literary minds of our world, ladies and gents, were in fact human.
me in winter: what is this hell cold
me in spring: what is this hell rain
me in summer: what is this hell heat
me in fall: yes yes this is good
me yesterday night : lol who needs sleep
me today: i do. i need sleep.
me tonight: lol who needs sleep
i am haunted by all the editions of books that are prettier than the ones i already own.