anatomy, art, art shows, bad boys, betty x, biking, bizarre, black, blood, boots, chainsmoking, chaos, christian death, cigarettes, clubs, corpses, dancing, dawn of the dead, death, decay, demons, depeche mode, diamanda galas, djs, doom, drawing, dyed hair, evil dead, extreme gore, foreign countries, freakish, friends, fucked up shit, fun, gore, gothic, horror, horror movies, industrial, industrial music, knives, living dead, love, lust, men, movies, museums, music, nightmares, nothing, painting, piercings, randomness, riot grrrls, rockabilly, rozz williams, running, sacramento, seattle, sex, sleep, smoking, splatter films, sushi, tattoos, terror, trash, traveling, vegetarians, white trash, zombies,
My 2 current favorite artists right now:
Joel-Peter Witkin
and Joachim Luetke
Parker Posey, Andrew Eldrich, John Waters, Martin Gore, Alan Wilder, Siouxsie Sioux, Leigh Bowery, Nina Hagen, Joel-Peter Witkin, ROZZ WILLIAMS (rip), Asia Argento, Poppy Z Brite, Courtney Love, Anna Varney, Diamanda Galas and whoever made these:most of all: ROZZ WILLIAMS. Check out these projects of his, besides Christian Death: Premature Ejaculation ,Daucus Karota , E.X.P.amazing amazing amazing creator:
most of all: ROZZ WILLIAMS. Check out these projects of his, besides Christian Death: Premature Ejaculation ,Daucus Karota ,
E.X.P.
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SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE ME HERE:oh, not to mention the Mutter Museum..
Have the virgins with their honesty... guarantee?
We move like vandals down darkened streets
And talk like dime store novels
Shining blackness in our one track eye
Shining blackness in our one track mind
Shining blackness in our one track eyesJust like grabbed by lightning corners {nights of choruses}
Just like cannibals, we must be starving...With the jobless scandals of society, with their churlish retches
We want the graves and go for the bones
Of beloved ancestors and blessed saintsDeepest darkness in our blackened hearts
Got no time for you bleeding hearts
Deepest darkness in our blackened hearts
Got no time for you bleeding heartsIt comes with words of loneliness
It comes on nights of choruses
You're going to die and go straight to hell"he sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see.he tries to tell me what I put inside of me.he's got the answers to ease my curiosity.he dreamed a god up and called it Christianity.your god is dead and no one cares.if there is a hell I'll see you there.he flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line.he made a virus that would kill off all the swine.his perfect kingdom of killing, suffering in vain.demands devotion atrocities done in his name.your god is dead and no one cares.drowning in his own hypocrisy.and if there is a hell I will see you there.burning with your god in humility.will you die for this?