Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry.
The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, Night Vale #31.5,”Condos” (via elucipher)
It looked so suspicious, I had to go to see what was in it… I opened it up and — this is absolutely true — there, inside the box, was a headless chicken and a double-ended dildo. It’s where this band started — inspiration struck.
Matt Berninger on finding a cardboard box in South Brooklyn in 1996 (via crispyrealization)