sometimes i sit and eat ramen noodles and blow it in my cat’s face because i know he can’t have any and because sometimes a good ramen noodle is needed. and sometimes the aroma should be blown into a cat’s face. i shouldn’t have cats.
“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another.”—??
the mixed cd that my sister’s friend made her is yelling loudly in her room; she is sleeping. i really want to go in there and turn it off, but i cannot because i am convinced she will wake up and sock me in the face.