Bath

When I feel sad, I like to stay in the bathtub for hours, paging half-heartedly through a book or staring at my phone.

The Old House

I was desperately unhappy but I woke up every day, walked to work, threw parties and pretended.

All The Women Vintage Clothing Lets Me Be

While wearing this, I imagine myself with a summertime tan and a Marilyn-style wavy hairdo eating ice cream and wandering around the streets of sunny Minneapolis.

I Had A Dream You Died.

It was the kind of dream you can’t escape from. You know you’re dreaming, but you can’t wake up no matter how hard you try. The kind of dream you have when your brain can’t stop working even when you’re fast asleep.