Ladies And Gentlemen Of The Jury

She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks, she was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always - Lolita. Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin. My soul.  Lolita.

Don't Break My Heart...

Or I Will Break Your HEART SHAPED GLASSES.

20yrs of Nirvana

What else should I be? All apologies
What else could I say? Everyone is gay
What else could I write? I don't have the right
What else should I be? All apologies

In the sun, in the sun I feel as one
In the sun, in the sun
Married, buried

I wish I was like you easily amused
Find my nest of salt, everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame, aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn, freezerburn, choking on the ashes of her enemy

In the sun, in the sun I feel as one
In the sun, in the sun
Married, married
Married, buried
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are

R.I.P Kurt Donald Cobain

Vogue

13

Tracy: Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything, hit me! Again, do it harder! I can't feel anything!

W.

Taxi Driver

All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brooklyn, I take 'em to Harlem. I don't care. Don't make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won't even take spooks. Don't make no difference to me

Loneliness has followed me my whole life. Everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man... June 8th. My life has taken another turn again. The days can go on with regularity over and over, one day indistinguishable from the next. A long continuous chain. Then suddenly, there is a change

Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up.




Travis Bickle: Faster than you, fucking son of a... Saw you coming you fucking... shitheel.
[Reholsters]
Travis Bickle: I'm standing here; you make the move. You make the move. It's your move...
[Draws]
Travis Bickle: Don't try it you fuck

A Clock Work Orange

I Was Cured ALRIGHT

Victims......Aren't We All

People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.







Mother is the name of God on the
lips and
hearts
of all children.












Believe In Angels





If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on
is to
never stop loving them.

Buildings burn, people die, but real
love is forever.

Pourquoi

I Believe In Nothing
Yet I Wont Leave,
The Blissful Truth, We Are All Pretenders,
I Never Wrote Out Of Thought,
These Blissful Ambitions Should Have No Meanings,
Money Is Begged By Those Who Lacks Obedience Of An Insidious And Perfidious Government With Multifarious Structures

Inspired By Dirt, I Believe In Nothing,
I Must Leave But I Have Just seen A Face,
I Fenced In Gardens With Unforgiven Ghost Of My Past,
I Must Place Them Back In My Closet With Petulant Ghost Of My Mourning,

What Is In This Meaning?
Can I Start Over?

I Believe In Nothing, Not In This Life Or The Next
Prefer To Dream Than Relish Reality,
I Never Wrote Out Of Thought,
These Blissful Ambitions Should Have No Meaning
Therefore, I Believe In Nothing,
Pourquoi ?

Simply The Greatest

In Memoriam:The Lizard King

December 8, 1943 – July 3, 1971

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road,

Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end

Welcome To The Dollhouse

Some Toys Are Meant To Be PLAYED With

Ciao Edie

My Role Model

My Inspiration

xoxo

R.I.P Edith <3

Girl On Fire

While I was girl of the year and superstar and all that crap, everything I did was really...motivated by psychological disturbance. But I’d, I’d make a mask out of my face because I didn’t realize I was quite beautiful...I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings and dark lines under my eyes. Cut all my hair off, my long dark hair, cut it off and strip it silver and blond. All these little manoeuvres I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me.I’d freak out in a very physical way, and...it was all taken in a fashion trend.

It's not that I'm rebelling. It's that I'm just trying to find another way.

When I was with Andy Warhol I was dancing jazz ballet twice a day so i just wore my leotards and I knew I wasn’t going to turn anybody on so I just trotted around in my leotards. When I went out on the street I’d put on a coat. But Vogue photographed me in leotards and a t-shirt as a new costume.

Happy Birthday Edith Minturn Sedgwick

You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate. You have to put up with people projecting their own ideas, attitudes, misunderstanding you. But it's worth being a public fool if that's all you can be in order to communicate yourself.

You care enough, that you want your life to be fulfilled in a living way, not in a painting way, not in a writing way...you really do want it to be involving in living, corresponding with other living objects, moving, changing, that kind of thing.

If all I cared about was me, I could make a million. And that's what they will never understand.

You live alone, creating your life as you go

17yrs Later

"The worst crime is faking it." -Kurt Cobain R.I.P You Inspire Me Everyday<3

Fav Rockstars Born In March

March 26, 1948 And the things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those that got there first. -Steven Tyler

March 18,1966

Our music's kind of about taking something ugly and making it beautiful.- Jerry Cantrell

March 2,1962

Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don't, who will?-Jon Bon Jovi

March 2,1942

How can anybody learn anything from an artwork when the piece of art only reflects the vanity of the artist and not reality? - Lou Reed

A History Of Bad Men

Ones Contemplated fall, Push
A Government Mule Pill Popper, Thirsty
An Ambitious Dictator, Puppet
A Prostitutes Patient, Cover
A Liars Tongue, Vinegar Buds
A Crooked Crooks Lung, Cyanide
The Pretentious Priest, Playground Love
Maintenance Of A Clown, Glasgow Smile.

I Poor Acid On Me And Everything I Love And Watch Them Burn
Manipulation Is My Gift, My Curse My Blessing
The Mortician Cremated Your Body, Urn
Who The Fuck Will Mourn Your Heroism,Guessing
They Say The Hand Who Rocks The Cradle, Mother May I?
You're A Sinner My Friend, Tell Your Peers, Let Your Free World In
But You Wanna Know What's Fucked, Father May I?
I Can Taste Your Ashes , Yet You Sin


Who's The Giver That Pleads Your Beast Of Burden?
Your Messiah, Your Savior , Your Lover, May He Be Blasted.
So, I Say To You Good Workman Say Your Servants Prayers, Ever Lasted.

Inspired By Get Born Again - Alice In Chains
When I'm Small - Phantograms

Fav ROCKSTARS Born In The Month Of Febuary

"Gossip is the Devil's radio"-
George Harrison
Febuary 25 1943

"If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got"

- Kurt Cobain

Febuary 20 1967

"Sometimes your friends are your lovers, or have been at one time"
-Axl Rose

Febuary 6 1962

"We are not the guardian angels of anybody. We only play authentic, nasty rock and roll”

- Duff Mckagan

Febuary 5 1964

"If it's total freedom, I guess the ultimate thing you can go into is total silence between the audience and performer, with the performer projecting something he doesn't even have to play"
-Alice Cooper
Febuary 4 1948

Oxycontin

Death Is The Great Equaliser
The Mortitian Signs The Paper
Sinners Bless The Saints
A Life Is Born.



An Old Wounded Man With Shoulders Of Feathers Of A Black Bird,
He Wanted Wealth,He Beames A Saint Now He's Cripple,Breath.



I Sincerely Apologies For Loss
He Was A Friend Of Mine.



Ashes To Ashes,Your Friends Are Your Murders,Your Burden And Your Maker.

Les Jeux de l’Amour

The Severed Garden By Jim Morrison

Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.