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I have to go to the doctor today and basically I'm going to be reading lady porn in the waiting room to just get through this fucking book.

"It's better than Twilight," Ella whispered. "Oh my God, you're Bella, and he's Edward."

God I fuckin hope not

Me: *screams into the void*

The Void: You okay? Do you need a nap?

Me: "They're just so stupid but I can't stop reading."

"Today is going to be a good day. You've got this." I'd become a fan of the pep talk in the 80s. I'd also learned about self-limiting behavior and had discovered that Oprah Winfrey was a genius. I began each day this way. Staring into the mirror above my dresser in my bedroom, having a conversation with myself, trying to start the day off right.

Which meant buttkiss.





The word you are looking for is bupkis

And yet Cressida, or as her entourage called her, Cressy, was not like most women.



I vote to ban this phrase and all reworkings of it from all literature for the rest of the lifespan of the English language. Enough is enough.

But the truth was, I didn't have the energy to sneak out. I didn't have the energy to do anything more than sit here in these cramped quarters, my forehead pressed to my raised knees, and my arms wrapped tightly about my shins. I'd make tuna in a can look like it had breathing room, but I was comfortable. I appreciated the dark and the silence.

The dark can be so comforting. Like a cool blanket.