June 2012
41 posts
Her name was Roberta Paulson.
“It pisses me off to think that we’re conditioned to push away bad feelings and to think that anything that’s uncomfortable is something to be avoided. When things are really bad nowadays, I recognize the value in it because it’s me filling my quota— it’s going to make my joy more intense later.”
—Fiona Apple
Regarding Fiona Apple
If you are a woman/girl and you can’t identify with at least one of her songs, if not all, then we can’t be friends. Legit.
THIS.
“Let’s pretend we’re eight years old playin’ hooky. I draw on the wall, and you can play UFC rookie.”
—Fiona Apple, Anything We Want
Hot Knife
Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple - Hot Knife
He excites me
Must be like a genesis of rhythm
I get feisty whenever I’m with him.
If I’m butter, then he’s a hot knife.
Werewolf
I could liken you to a werewolf the way you left me for dead
But I admit that I provided a full moon
And I could liken you to a shark the way you bit off my head
But then again I was waving around a bleeding, open wound