Im for writing that sings in the shower and searches the night for UFOs and calls its own number on the telephone made out of nosehairs of buddha
Sing-whispering, you do it too
Dance with me until I feel alriiiiight
It’s good in the dark
Cling to my arm
Here it cooomes
You don’t need to feel weird for liking something. Or not liking something everyone else pretends to like.
whatever works works
"I tend to buy a lot of books about parenting. I think that you can always parent yourself. So I think that if there’s something like, I have a problem with a work ethic, say, and maybe if I read a book about the new way to teach your kid about how to form a good work ethic, maybe I can do that to myself and maybe it’ll work, you know? Stuff like that."
Fiona Apple (via wisewisdom)
(n) - A wily subterfuge