I know that The Perks of Beings a Wallflower is the “perfect-hipster-teenager-girl” book, but I just don’t understand the love of it. I read it about two years ago, and never really saw why people go crazy over it. 

Use this in Chapter 14. Say something about feeling so complete even though you’re in pieces. Gethin to Aubrey. Angst. Something like that. Too tired to explain well. Back to bed. Thank god I keep my iPad handy. Oh, good word for a place: tanglewood.

Hope this makes sense tomorrow.

-Exhausted Mallory