Fiona Apple

Born: September 13, 1977 in New York City, New York, USA

This world is bullshit, and you shouldn’t model your life about what you think that you think we think is cool, and what we’re wearing, and what we’re saying and everything. Go with yourself.

When I was a kid–10, 11, 12, 13–the thing I wanted most in the world was a best friend. I wanted to be important to people; to have people that understood me. I wanted to just be close to somebody. And back then, a thought would go through my head almost constantly: “There’s never gonna be a room someplace where there’s a group of people sitting around, having fun, hanging out, where one of them goes, ‘You know what would be great? We should call Fiona. Yeah, that would be good.’ That’ll never happen. There’s nothing interesting about me.” I just felt like I was a sad little boring thing.