“Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh had gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in a sea full of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence.” —Sylvia Plath
“We got M in the place who likes it in your face.” — The Spice Girls
this is for Annie and Meghan
Fuck yes. Loves me some Azealia.
“I love you like a field gone cold.” — The Rebecca West