Today is already incredible and it is only 9:43 in the morning.
Waking up to music, sun, and a sweetly hand-delivered morning sweet- I am ready to start the day.
Here's a bit about a song running through my mind these days:
I fuck you, and I love you to love me to fuck you
But I don't fucking need you
Don't need you to need me to fuck you
If you need me to need you to fuck
That fucks everything up
La la la
La la la
I have been dancing about the city and my room singing this particular version of this Momus cover by Amanda Palmer. I feel it.
There's nothing like people needing you to need them to toss it all in the toilet.
Watch it and sway along. This particular recording of her version of it is really fun. (Aaaaaand, of course I have to take the beginning part as not anti-Detroit lol).
It's what I've been doing
with a smile that won't stop
and
it makes people stop in grocery stores
but I don't mind.
It just makes it feel
like I'm dancing with them.
And that's when I realize
that these days
I generally am.
-k.
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