being italian american in the era of luigi mangione is how it felt to be a girl during barbie/brat summer. i feel proud and seen (and aware there’s a lot of people who probably want to fight me on the internet.)
my good lad is educated (valedictorian,) cultured, friends have only great things to say about him, listens to lana del rey & charli, uses letterboxd and goodreads. (we both have David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest marked as want-to-read.) i only…
