this morning #567.

this morning, it was time for her to dismantle the patriarchy. instead, she was splayed out on the couch, achy beneath a blanket, tucking in for a jersey shore marathon. plenty of potential plans had been laid in the minutes leading up to the stroke of midnight. haughty declarations about all the naughty activities she & her girlfriends were going to engage in in the interest of lifting up their fellow women. in her current state though, she was in no condition to get on instagram & start making that happen. presenting her case meant being presentable whilst doing it. currently, the only cause she could properly act as the face of was the perils of binge drinking.