“Even as I type these words, my iTunes is blasting out Kanye growling, “I AM A GOD / HURRY UP WITH MY DAMN MASSAGE / HURRY UP WITH MY DAMN MÉNAGE.” Kanye’s music is the sound of a bunny rabbit hissing — a sharp, sensitive being who took in every hurtful thing he ever heard or experienced, and transformed it into one artful Fuck You after another. He was once in pain, and now he’s talking to Jesus and stacking his millions. Every oversensitive kid can understand that trajectory.”—I don’t get people who don’t get kanye (via withabang)
hello i had a nice weekend. and feel very loved. and today i have done THREE loads of washing (darks, whites, sheets) and it’s sunny so they will dry. and i found my nice prescription sunglasses (that i thought i’d lost) under my blanket because i guess it has been a very long time since i changed my sheets. and i am hungover so ordered chinese food for lunch WHAT A TREAT. and i’m going to clean my room and not do ANY WORK just watch Homeland and How to Get Away With Murder. Goodbye.