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Please force me to get over my anxiety of writing, I need to write and I need to stop being a disappointment and I need to stop thinking I’m a disappointment,

Salinger

literarystarbucks:

J.D. Salinger goes up to the counter and orders an iced skinny flavored latte. He pays for it, but when the barista tries to give it to him, he instead attempts to engage her in conversation, claiming that he didn’t really want the coffee in the first place. Also, everyone is a phony.