I cannot read a fortune cookie without breaking down and crying. I am sensitive.
I'm not afraid of computers taking over the world.
I'm baking stories, and singing cookies, oh the tonderous wimes!
I could not extrapolate some emotion from any song after 1997 so I bought a drum machine and popped pills. The pink ones make me funny like elephants!
If Radiohead were a fruit we would be apples, because apples are festive
They love me like I was a brother They protect me, listen to me They dug me my very own garden Gave me sunshine, made me happy Nice dream, nice dream Nice dream