I sat at my desk watching Girls.
Lena Dunham’s character was sitting on a toilet, and she looked strikingly sad. She always dresses like some peasant girl who just came to NYC and has no sense of style or appropriateness.
Is it the clothes that bother me? Or is it her?
And there I go again with all the questions. I’m afraid that I could be HER. I’m worried I would look like her, and act like her, if a TV series were shot about me. With all the unfiltered honesty and misery accompanied by hope.
She disgusts me a bit.
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