The Hometown WeatherQuintilogy: #3
Santa Barbara is too expensive for people with actual problems. Ridiculous local apartment rents equal a house mortgage in any rural shithole, so you can’t afford a severe psychosis, drug addiction or unexpected fetus.
The cost of living in I.V. actually helps insulate our bubble of perfection – people with real problems quickly disappear with their negative bank accounts.
Wednesday’s forecast: Candy-coated sunshine for the golden children turning bronze.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
