Literally no one:
Not a single soul:
Male authors:
Literally no one:
Not a single soul:
Male authors:
[Image text from a novel:
"I like your mother. You have your mother's breasts."
"Her breasts."
"Great stand-up tits," he said.]
sorry I think we’re sleeping on
This author is either writing a parody or they’re an alien
this is Cosmopolis by Don DeLillo. it’s a really weird novel about a man going to get a haircut that’s also a pretty explicit criticism of the 1%.
the main character is a multimillionaire who’s so fixated on money and materialism that he’s basically forgotten how to be a normal human being and connect with people. that conversation above is him talking to his new wife. at one point, he even says something like, “this is good. we are having a conversation. this is what people do.”
its weird how today will only come once
but even weirder how today i came twice
I’m pretty sure Eric Foreman is my spirit animal
Look at him
He’s
So
Damn
Awkward
And sarcastic
And hot
He is just the perfect human being
i used to think Eric was so awkward and weird. and now i realize
i am eric.
we’re all eric.