"Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself all day and all night. I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath I say to myself I need fuel to take flight.
And there's too much going on, but it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion, under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Is that why they call me a sullen girl."
"I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught, but daddy long-legs I feel that I’m finally growing weary of waiting to be consummed by you."
Fiona Apple, The First Taste
2013/11/6 ♘ (62 notes)