I'm not a feminist. I hail men, I love men.
If God calls you, pick up the damn phone!
Embracing the torture, as I'm assaulted by my own thoughts. Like a locust giving birth to earworms. Eeeeew!
I sing about what a holy fool I am, and that although moments in my life are so cruel and relationships can be so cruel I'm still in love with Judas. I still go back again to those evil things.
The mere pronunciation of the word luxurious feels lush, luxuriant.
I'm actually really obsessed with Bruce Springsteen.