Oh god.. 210 followers and I still don’t know what I did to get so many ones…
” (…) And then there’s a cynical fuckin’ media on top of that. Fuck that, fuck ‘em. All along the line, they question your fuckin’ honesty. No matter what you say, no matter what you do, they think it’s an angle. They think it’s all a fuckin’ game. Because that’s all they’re used to. That’s what they think it is, a fuckin’ game. They don’t know what’s real and what isn’t. And when someone comes along who’s trying to be real, they don’t know the fuckin’ difference. “So if you say, ‘No, I’m not playing your fuckin’ game. I want out… I’m not doing this, I’m not doing that…,’ they still think you’re part of it. They just can’t accept that you don’t want to be part of it, that you were never part of it. They just think it’s an angle. Some kind of fuckin’ angle. And that makes it so hard for somebody who’s just trying to be honest. So fuck it.”
Back at the Paramount, the interview is winding down when Steve Gullick turns up. He’s been told that he can only take pictures during the first number of Pearl Jam’s show, no flash, from an obscure vantage point on the far side of the stage.
“Fuck that,” Eddie says. “Take as many shots as you like, from where you like, for as long as you like and if anybody gives you any shit, tell ‘em to talk to me about it.” Steve asks if he can do a couple of shots in the dressing room. Eddie says sure and goes to fetch his guitar.
“Let’s go in here,” he says, walking into the shower stall and turning on the water. Then he borrows my lighter and starts burning the cork from the wine bottle we’ve just emptied and starts making up his face, drawing dark circles around his eyes, and a cross on his forehead. “This is going to make you look ever so weird,” Gullick tells him. “Let me be as weird as I fuckin’ like,” Eddie says. “It’s my fuckin’ life.”
(I’m Not Your Fuckin’ Messiah by Allan Jones, Melody Maker, 5/21/1994)
“Live fast, die young, and leave a good-looking corpse”
-(Oft-repeated quotation from the 1949 film “Knock on Any Door”)
“I wanna live fast love hard die young and leave a beautiful memory”
- (Faron Young’s first number one song and his fifth consecutive top ten hit.)
“I don’t wanna live/to be thirty-four/I don’t wanna die/in a nuclear war (…) live fast, die young!”
-(a 1981 song by the US punk band The Circle Jerks)
Rest In Peace, whatever peace means to you.
If there’s life after death, I wish you the best one.
(Just wanted to let my simple tribute)
This makes me want to fucking cry
this is my favorite poem ever
I don’t even care that this is in color. This is a damn visual representation of the best damn poem ever. I love this. So much.
Reblogging this again.
This hurts my heart, but i love it
i love this so so so much
Did this as my poem I had to present for English class. My teacher said it was one of the best poems he’s ever read.
I fugging love this book.
aurorafanfic asked: Adoro grunge e portanto adoro o seu tumblr! Parabéns!
Awn, obrigada! Tudo bem que eu não consigo de maneira NENHUMA ver o que as pessoas gostam no meu Tumblr, porééééééém…. Agradeco muito o elogio! Saiba que adoro sua fic também! Espero que você continue escrevendo por um bom tempo!