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I'm Daisy, I'm an aspiring guitarist and songwriter. Expect to see a lot of Courtney Love here (I love her, okay?)

[your-milk-has-a-dick-blog]

[queenbandbabyduck]

The culture has become so overtly sexist and degrading. We’re just meat. We’re just ass and tits, and it’s onto the next ass and tits. And those ass and tits are too big or too small, so we need to find the right ass and tits. But there is no right ass and tits. It’s just… it makes me ill, thinking about it. We need a girl revolution. Or a revolution against all this grim shit.

Brody Dalle (via queenbandbabyduck)

[restreint]

I've been playing Fleetwood Mac songs (badly, obviously. It's Lindsay Buckingham. I will never compare) for the last week or so and little else. Stevie Nicks' songs are absolutely perfect. I'm sick and I can't sing which is highly irritating. One day I'll learn to play Never Going Back Again. I don't know why I'm writing here. It's unnatural.

[turns-to-hate-deactivated201402]

[thegirlwithkaleidoscopeeyes]

TRANSFORMER-LOU REED (back sleeve)

[awizardatruescar-deactivated202]

[delongview-deactivated20180709]

remember when lana del rey covered heart shaped box and courtney love tweeted her “you know that song’s about my vagina right” how can you not love courtney

[totaltone]

[lottolearn]

[adollycalleddolly-blog]

It always bothers me to see people writing ‘RIP’ when a person dies. It just feels so insincere and like a cop-out. To me, ‘RIP’ is the microwave dinner of posthumous honours

Lou Reed (via mccommunism)

[sonik-youth-deactivated20180310]

[thepowerofgrunge]

Kim & Thurston

[robotique]

[your-milk-has-a-dick-blog]

[happy-blood]

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Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love performing the unreleased song ‘Stinking of You’. Love strumming an acoustic guitar and singing a song called ‘Stinking of You,’ on which she recieves some vocal assistance from Kurt.

[durianquotes]

I never felt open in any way. I would never impulsively ring people and assume that they’d want to see me, or just go ‘round. I always had to sit down and think very hard before I knocked on anybody’s door. And consequently, I never really knocked.

Morrissey  (via zerobullets)

[wemustmarch]

Fresco of Cupid and Pysche, Rafael, 1506-1510, Villa Farnesina, Rome, Italy.