Annie

“We are all just floating in space, okay? Think about it, we're just ghosts in skeletons, inside skin bags, floating on a rock in space. If there is anything that would make you feel happy to do, please do it.”
― Emily Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“Everything matters so much and so little; it is disgusting.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“I wonder if anyone really identifies as the adult they’ve morphed into. I remember being sixteen and feeling eleven. I remember thinking, how could I be a teenager? I remember finishing high school and thinking, am I grown now? Is this what it feels like? I feel the same as I did before.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead

“I have chosen happiness. Out of all the emotions set out on the table, I have selected it. It is by far the superior option. It’s insane to think I would have ever picked one of those shittier emotions before—when all the while, I could have chosen shiny, shimmering, iridescent happiness.”
― Emily R. Austin, Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead