I am so done with the "mission" and the "changing the world" bullshit every single day.

I’m sitting here at 2 AM watching her squint under these industrial-grade lamps and it is making me want to tear my hair out.

I’m so fucking done with pretending I want to be "in charge" all the time.

I am so goddamn sick of sugar and flour and the sound of my sister's stupid tripod clicking on the kitchen floor.