“i have to go buy cigarettes before my juggling class”

there is an admirable bravery in being really annoying

i think about david lynch every day. sometimes for a minute, sometimes for an hour. now that he’s dead, it feels different when i think of him, and sometimes the thought feels like a dream. he’s burrowed in my brain and whistles through the crevices of my mind. i hope he never stops whistling

just saw this with a live orchestra. obviously, it rocked