Status Updates From Carol

She felt if she wept enough, it would all go out of her, the tiredness and the loneliness and the disappointment, as though it were in the tears themselves.

Carol looked at her. “How do you become a poet?” “By feeling things—too much, I suppose,” Therese answered conscientiously.

therese coming in hot with the ennui

ale ja je kocham!!!!!

i find it a little hard to believe that therese is 19 because how are we only 8 months apart??? i am nowhere near as certain of myself in many ways as she is. how and when does one become at least semi-cognisant of her position within society? her place? her personality, maybe? like. therese isn't the most certain person. but she knows more about herself than i do.