Thursday, November 26, 2015

The Great Depression

"Ugh," I say. I collapse facedown into the pillows.
"Hey." She leans her body sideways, until it's level with mine. "Everything's cool. It's nothing to mope about."
I ignore her. 
"I'm not leaving, bub. Because you're going to wallow. You're going to put on that playlist. What's it called?"
"The Great Depression," I mutter. It's like all Elliott Smith and Nick Drake and the Smiths. I already have it cued up.
"Right," she says. "The Great Depression. That romp. No way."
Becky Albertalli, Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda

A+ musikval för wallowing.

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