it’s cait

“I’m a Soc. You get a little money and the whole world hates you.” “No,” I said, “you hate the whole world.”
― S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

“She was having a nervous breakdown in Waffle House.”
― Grady Hendrix, How to Sell a Haunted House

“Friends, I come to you very plainly afraid that I am losing faith in the idea that grief can become anything but grief. The way old neighborhoods are torn to the ground and new ones sprout from that same ground, it feels, most days, like my grief is simply being rebuilt and restructured along my own interior landscape. There is not enough distance between tragedies for my sadness to mature into anything else but another new monument obscuring the last new monument.”
― Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance

“To be honest, I wasn’t particularly sure why I was on the floor. I had simply found myself there. My best guess was that I couldn’t have been bothered to walk to a chair when it was time to sit down.”
― Carissa Orlando, The September House