Katie Mather

Jimmy claimed he lived in a loft because of the ceilings, but it was definitely a studio.
Cleanliness: Disaster. Didn’t own bed sheets.
House Rules: If you were dressed better than him (read: wearing a shirt and anything but flannel pajama pants), he’d make fun of you.
Would you stay there again?: You avoid his block altogether.

I have no idea where it comes from. Aren’t clothes supposed to be a reflection of who you are? Or who you think you are? Oh no.

I’m just one of the guys, but in the body of a really hot girl.

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I mean this in every sense of the phrase.

We’d wander around the aisles at 10pm and almost always forget to buy the things he said he needed to get in the first place.

He makes me laugh because he is as neurotic as I am and also can’t handle his alcohol. He’s in love with my roommate.

I just can’t help but think oh my god oh my god oh my god I simultaneously love so many people and also don’t love anyone at all.

You’ve officially been assigned into the Cute Girl Category. We know you applied for the Sexy Category, but after a panel of qualified straight men examined your portfolio and read your personal statement, we decided that you definitely have more potential to be Cute rather than Sexy.

There is something really terrifying to me about the moments right before you fall asleep and I wonder if Regular People feel that way too.

Oh! I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.

Wednesday: I still haven’t written anything. I can feel myself being on edge over it. I tell a non-writer friend my dilemma and all he says in response is that there are too many listicles on the internet these days. I scream out loud at my desk.