perfect. just perfect.
food that is oh-so worth the wait & never, ever disappoints.
“there’s a great picture of jake, sitting outside on the porch. he’s laughing, & he has his hand up to his mouth, like he’s going to catch the laugh” + remembering how genius kelly link is.
i’ve got to stop opening text’s from gillian in public because it’s pretty hard to explain why you’re laughing so maniacally about a studded dress without sounding like a whore.
O NEW HOPE, by drum, fife & horn, prepare!
for i’m a turnhurling madness,
driving fire upon ice fields of air.
except hailey’s already gone,
taking HOPE with her.
—mark z. danielewski, only revolutions
forever: “as soon as he sees her, hope fills his eyes” & one more week.