kid in a riot

21 / italian / learning to draw shit for a living / I like comics, music, writing, falling recklessly in love & contemplating life while drunk at 3AM

[shambl-s-blog]

Still have to buy that goddamn tickeeeet fuck

[arsgratiaartisblog]

~Just some of my poetry~

[shambl-s-blog]

.... It's just a shambles, baby!

[missoneminute]

The original of these sleeping angels, cos I always see the edit do the rounds. 

[amberfanblog-deactivated2016081]

me: shut up and listen to the bassline in this song

[albion-sails-on-course]

Kill me 

[1ibertine]

“When you’re young you tend to glorify the destruction of the body through pleasure and the destruction of the soul through love.”

— Peter Doherty (via sersmoiunevodka)

[shambl-s-blog]

Saw the brick thing.... um

[deatharoundhiseyes]

[gerardxtrash]

[missoneminute]

What the hell is this and why do I have it saved.

[shambl-s-blog]

Time to change my avatar yup yup. (Definitely not fighting back tears ‘cause I miss that sweet boy far too much)

[deatharoundhiseyes]

[lib3rtines]

“Hello. I present myself openly, tearful, ravaged to the bone. I’ve somehow stumbled onto a train and fallen off at Leicester of all places. Bilo on the run, from what? From myself now, perhaps the unbearable weight of sadness that crushes me. The unspoken horror and disgust I feel when I see myself. The confusion and pride and squalid aggression in (un)holy pockets and the misinterpreted gestures. Carlos did not show last night, as you know. For me - ah fuck I’m drowning - this is signal enough. I will not be in brewery rd at 4.00pm today for the tourbus. I will not vent my rage and wonder and hope and arcadian sublimities alongside Mr Barat for now. How can I. All angular obstacles were somehow avoided and a ‘do’ was arranged.. he had promised to come. It wasnae a do all in but a chance to play and I know if you read this I mask a face or two but really, I’m so warped by having to play alone again that you’d not cherish my company… Saporo will seem like the ramblings of a backwards choirboy compared to what awaits those st©ages and why would yopu pay to see me in a cage, singing songs about loneliness, despair, vile affairs, violence and rage ( only singing them because thats how I feel) good fun eh? …I must venture now on a path of healing, I must cleanse myself and a jaunt round Albion and christ knows elsewhere may be just the ticket. If you live somewhere isolated and you have space for a lonely, broken soul intent on unstoning its core again in a beautiful morning, then let me know. Hey dad if you read this - I’ll follow your advice and I will never contact you again. You will never see your son again. Anyone banging on about the Libertines.. it has nothing to do with line-ups or press coverage or guitars. One day you will get an odd surge in your gut and you will feel and live something you thought reserved for fantasy and comic and ancient theater.”

— Pete, after the birthday debacle of June 2003 (Network 54 forum)

[deatharoundhiseyes]

Pete Doherty. Photos by Alexey Bogomolov.

[shambl-s-blog]

Debating whether or not I should dilapidate my non-existent fortune and get to Wheels & Fins this September. Ugh, dilemmas

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