I’d rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.
I’ve decided to start posting a favorite quote every Thursday. Here’s the first of many that fly around this silly brain of mine.
Wasn’t Jack a hottie???
I’m doing my best to sing a wild song every day. And if I die while dancing and singing in a thunderstorm, that’s all right with me.