Quote #2474 from Hate to Feel by Alice In Chains
Fri, 2010-02-26 10:44 — burgundybabe
So climb walls,
Thin my blood now
And I crawl, back to bed nowWhat the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance
Quote #2471 from Come Bite the Apple by Mother Love Bone
Fri, 2010-02-26 10:23 — burgundybabe
So come bite the apple
I'm run down
Like Sodom to Gomorrah, all dead now
So please stop to laugh, and pity me
My soul means well, but I'm sorry
My skin it is weathered and I'm nervous, yes I am
My future was in my hands till I washed it all away
Washed it all away
Quote #2473 from Bone China by Mother Love Bone
Fri, 2010-02-26 10:18 — burgundybabeI'm just waiting on that dream
'cause the fast ones always ride for free.
Quote #2472 from Shadow of the Season by Screaming Trees
Fri, 2010-02-26 10:09 — burgundybabeSaid Lord please give me what I need
He said there's pain and misery
Oh sweet oblivion feels alright
Quote #2443 from The Sign of Four by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Wed, 2009-12-30 19:48 — Gabrielle“For me,” said Sherlock Holmes, “there still remains the cocaine bottle.” And he stretched his long white hand up for it.
Quote #2397 from No Excuses by Alice In Chains
Tue, 2009-12-01 17:26 — AnonymousIt's okay
Had a bad day
Hands are bruised from breaking rocks all day
Drained and blue
I bleed for you
You think it's funny, well you're drowning in it tooEveryday it's something hits me all so cold
Find me sitting by myself, no excuses, then I know
Quote #2396 from Nearly Lost You by The Screaming Trees
Tue, 2009-12-01 17:16 — AnonymousDid you hear the distant lie
Calling me back to my sin
Like the one you knew before
Calling me back once again
Quote #2347 from Crank by Ellen Hopkins
Fri, 2009-09-04 10:41 — AnonymousLife was good
before I
met
the monster.
After,
life
was great.
At
least
for a little while.
Quote #2135 from Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:31 — GabrielleEver see a hot shot hit, kid? I saw the Gimp catch one in Philly. We rigged his room with a one-way whorehouse mirror and charged a sawski to watch it. He never got the needle out of his arm. They don't if the shot is right. That's the way they find them, dropper full of clotted blood hanging out of a blue arm. The look in his eyes when it hit--Kid, it was tasty...
Quote #2026 from Naked by David Sedaris
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:30 — GabrielleThis afternoon's task was to introduce us to the works of William Shakespeare, and once again I was completely captivated by his charm and skill. [..] I loved the undercurrent of hostility that lay beneath the surface of this deceptively beautiful language. It seemed a shame that people no longer spoke this way, and I undertook a campaign to reintroduce Elizabethan English to the citizens of North Carolina.
'Perchance, fair lady, thou dost think me unduly vexed by the sorrowful state of thine quarters,' I said to my mother as I ran the vacuum cleaner over the living-room carpet she was inherently too lazy to bother with. 'These foul specks, the evidence of life itself, have sullied not only thine shag-tempered mat but also thine character. Be ye mad, woman? Were it a punishable crime to neglect thine dwellings, you, my feeble-spirited mistress, would hang from the tallest tree in penitence for your shameful ways. Be there not garments to launder and iron free of turbulence? See ye not the porcelain plates and hearty mugs waiting to be washed clean of evidence? Read more »
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