the thirst is real
Gerard and Frank as Goo by Sonic Youth
Fiona Apple at the film premiere of Girl Interrupted in Dec 1999.
I'm afraid that I've somehow caused my family harm. I'm afraid that the ones I love won't have enough. I'm afraid that the ones I love won't have enough. It's harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else.
[Verse 1]
I'm afraid of the way that I live my life I'm afraid of the way I don't I'm afraid of the things that I wanna do but I won't
I'm afraid of God I'm afraid to believe And I'm afraid of all the loved ones that I made leave I'm afraid that my dog doesn't love me anymore
I'm afraid of the social laziness that let Kitty Genovese die And I'm afraid of the mob mentality That makes otherwise normal people go blind I'm afraid of the way the world works And I'm afraid of the words in my notebooks I'm afraid that you all know that I am a pervert
[Chorus 1]
But the Big Red Bird that lives under the city Doesn't give a damn about me And it dies every night By burning alive
[Verse 2]
I'm afraid of my grandfather's cancer And I'm afraid of my mom's dying arm I'm afraid that I've somehow caused my family harm I'm afraid that the ones I love won't have enough I'm afraid that the ones I love won't have enough
[Chorus 2]
It's harder to be yourself Than it is to be anybody else I wish I were a little less of a coward But the Big Red Bird that lives under the city Doesn't give a damn about me And it dies every night So I bought a knife I am a knife I am a Knife Man
daniel johnston’s letter to sonic youth
Melt Banana at 924 Gilman st in 2000
Photos by Jerry Guzman
I was trying to make a display of photos for this but I can't figure it out, I was just going to say that Chemtrails Over the Country Club makes me think of being a kid in Cape Cod
A day in the life of Walter White wake up in your tighty-whities lie to your pregnant wife. Make sure the lie is completely ludicrous and easily disproven so she knows how little you respect her. Ignore your son. Break into the house of your former student/surrogate son/mistress and launch a series of personal attacks against his character until he agrees to do something for you that will leave him with lasting psychological trauma and probably result in his relapsing. Kill one of his loved ones for good measure. Cook meth. Make flailing Donald Trump hand gestures so that people think you are feeling real human emotions. Cry over the loss of your virility. Throw a live grenade into a children’s hospital or something idk. Go home and lie to your lovely wife some more then throw a bitch fit because she didn’t cook you dinner. Make passive aggressive bedroom eyes at your brother-in-law. Go to bed and get some rest. Tomorrow is another big day.