The rain is sharp today, as you shock me sane.
People listen to music the way they want to listen to music.
I don't mind a dirty girl. But what I find tragic is when we, as women, become not the subject of our own story but someone else's object.
These precious things, let them bleed.
Sometimes those demons are frightening and sometimes they're beautiful.
Our world is a huge mess right now, and not big enough for masses of intolerant people.