Life and death, energy and peace.

If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above.

Wait a minute. What am I supposed to feel? Sorry for you because you made ten thousand a minute doing fuckin' nothing?
"Oh it was so hard, so terrible, they treated me so bad." Listen boy, you had a free ride. And you fuckin' blew it. And me? I'm some kid from Nowhere, reading fashion magazines, looking at your picture and thinking I'm supposed to look like that. And going fucking crazy because I don't. Because nobody told me it was a lie. Because the magazine doesn't come with a label that says, "Caution: This is a lie. Nobody looks like this."
Not even you.

Frosti

The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is that little extra.

Nico

Every model has a moment... I mean, the ones who make it at all. And being of the moment is everything in fashion.



Fashion is not art. Fashion isn't even culture. Fashion is advertising... and advertising is money. And for every dollar you earn,someone has to pay.



They were jealous of her. They still are.

They all try to do it now... give you an attitude... but she invented it.

Bachlorette

I'm a whisper in water
Secret for you to hear
You are the one who grows distant
When I beckon you near


I'm a tree that grows hearts
One for each that you take
You're the intruder hand
I'm the branch that you break

All is full of love

You don't mean nothing to me

In the day … In the night … Say it all or just say it right. You either got it or you don't, you either stand or you fall … When your will is broken, when it slips from your hand, when there's no time for joking … There's a hole in the plan.

You don't mean nothing at all to me … No, you don't mean nothing at all.

Do you got what it takes to set me free?
Oh you could mean everything to me …

I can't say that I'm not lost and at fault.I can't say that I don't love the light and the dark. I can't say that I don't know that I am alive. And all of what I feel I could show you … something.

You don't mean nothing at all to me … No, you don't mean nothing at all.

Do you got what it takes to set me free?
Oh you could mean everything to me …

From my hands I could give you something that I made. From my mouth I could kiss you another time. From my body I could show you a place God knows and you should know that space is holy. Do you really want to go?

You don't mean nothing at all to me … No, you don't mean nothing at all.

Do you got what it takes to set me free?
Oh you could mean everything to me …

Cosmic Orgasm

I Monster - Heaven ... just let it in your brain!

What happened to me ?

You once told me I wouldn’t know it enough

Well, let me tell you something
Yeah, I do
You once told me I wouldn't feel it enough
Well, let me tell you that
Baby, I do

Sometimes I find myself lost in a scene
In a dream that's so far away
Sometimes
Tell me what happened to me ...

Sometimes I see myself falling
Although I don't show it much
Sometimes I'm crazy for you
Well, maybe I'm fine
And tell me you're mine

Sometimes I find myself lost in a scene
In a dream that's so far away
Sometimes, I ...
Tell me what happened to me.

Tell me, baby, can you hold me now?
You don't have to say it-I feel it, too
And maybe I'm falling or maybe
But I don’t show it much

Tell me, baby
Can you see me now?
Show me baby that I don’t know how
How can I start to see inside the fog?

But sometimes I find myself in a scene
In a dream that's so far away
Sometimes
Tell me what's happened to me

In a scene, in a dream that's so far away
Sometimes
Tell me what's happened to me

...

Listen

I sing a song ... will you please listen ? It's the only way i can speak to you. Let your feelings stay so empty ... now you're telling me we're through.

I sing a song ... will you please listen ? It's the only way i can speak to you. Let your feelings stay so empty ... now you're telling me we're through.

Vampires

How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful, magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes? "Drink" you ask me, do you have any idea of the thing you will become?

You fouls! You kill me, you kill yourselves!

Do you ever see things when you're stoned?

Do you remember that game we used to play when we were little? The one where we would make ourselves hold our breath until we passed out? Then you'd always get scared and call Mom and I'd get in to trouble?

That game really sucked.

We really need to talk. These last few days, I've been feeling very left out, watching you hang out with all your cool, new friends.


You're starting to understand, aren't you? How it all starts with wanting? What were you thinking when he was in that stall with you? Because even I - really - was shocked. I mean, what did you want when he was pushing up against you? You're starting to figure it out, aren't you? How it all starts innocently enough, today you wanna to fuck him - tomorrow you just wanna bite a hole in his sternum.

Take me ... away

million miles away from here

4 Just 1 Day

I want to break all regulations because we all go the same way and we've all pass the same stations. I want to feel totally free, levitating, with no responsibilities, no desires ... just surviving. That's the key. I want to forget the value of money and gold ... I want to live life my way. Our life is a never ending circle of power, success, weakness and defeat, but the thought of being part of it makes your existence lonely and depressive.
You´d freak out if you didn´t have the opportunity to escape the real world once in a while. Prowling in a temporary ecstasy and overcoming the feeling of loneliness, letting life penetrate your subconsciousness, makes you realize that you were born and that you´ll gonna die without having any influence on it.
I don't want to live forever. For just one day, i just want dreams and fantasy, not my own reality.

Life never stops

Murdered. Her hair was black and so were her eyes. Stabbed right in her heart, not usually one of her vulnerable spots.

It happened on a well-known street, the murder, inside a fine clothing store, amid hustle and bustle. Hysteria as she fell ... perhaps.

Azriel. I knew her. Yes. She'd been a friend of mine. Azriel. Rich and lovely to behold. Most of all she longed for death. I know that now. She invited it. A release from the pain of living. Her dark red blood coursed through the pavement veins sweeter than life itself.

But I remembered Azriel pretty well. She wanted to know everything, one of those kind, humble, ever listening, and sweet, yes, very sweet. I remembered her. Sure. Ironic, that doe of a girl slain and then the tragedy of her family's delusions. Perhaps ...

I was right about one thing. When we are forgotten, we cease to exist. I forgot about her. I forgot that she'd been murdered. Azriel. I guess I forgot that she'd ever been alive.

The world changes, we do not, there lies the irony that finally kills us.

Locked together in hatred. But you can't hate me, Azriel. Azriel my love, you was mortal to me. I gave you my immortal kiss and I became your mother, and your father, and so you are mine forever.

Sometimes ... they fly

He leaves his room and walks far away
on the highest cliff his body does sway,
as the sun sets, he loses his frown...
smiling, he falls into the sea to drown.

Money buys beauty

We have to be perfect consumers because we appreciate beauty and money buys beauty everywhere. Beauty we simply cannot get in nature, beauty is superior to nature ... Beauty that can only be had for money.
And of course to enhance this beauty we need drugs which cost more money and we spend it gladly and then we become depressed because nothing is quite as beautiful as before anymore. And then one day we wake up and we take a drive and we see the sunset with new eyes ... and we love it, because it is big and red and beautiful ...

Sitting on the moon

I'm sitting on the moon
Watching planet blue, hello
Looking all around
Rotating without sound, where are you?
Where are you? I'm sitting on the moon
Where are you? I am missing you

I came from very far
A little unknown star, hello
I don't know what to do
It's so cold and blue, without you
Where are you? I'm sitting on the moon
Where are you? I am missing you ...

Sex vs. Love

Sex was really easy. There was sex everywhere. It didn't really mean too much. Love, love was the hard thing to find. Even if you were looking for it, which not too many people were. And even if you found it, which not too many people did, even if it was right there in front of you. No ... how could you see it with all the sex in the way?

Many times ...

Many times I've called for him, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone, and there is nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity...

2007

I know, I know. Life is so disappointing. Here you are. You have arrived. You are here. This is your moment. What do you have? You have pain. You have everything. What do you have? You have nothing. Everything is right, or everything is wrong. It's disappointing, it's confusing. This is life. What can we do?