“It took a special kind of guts to be a fuck up as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie, He’ll be a hero, and you’ll be an ugly fat crack whore who deserves to die.”—Courtney Love (via fuckedonxanax)
For a while I thought that working & going to school would make me feel like a better mom. But I just feel like it makes me a worse mom. I want to spend every waking moment with my wee Wookiee. I realize, however, that Henry will thank me later (& I will be thanking myself) so I’m just going to suck it up & add writing a novel on top of everything. Go big or go home, right?
“I was a bit of a slut, to be honest. I was always here today, gone tomorrow, but when I met Brody I was like I’m here today and I’m coming back tomorrow…I went back to do those Desert Sessions, and you can tell what I was going through because I was writing stuff like ‘Dead In Love’ and ‘I Wanna Make It Wit Chu’. I was so in love, I was totally revelling in it so much, I was a little paralysed.”—Josh Homme on Brody Dalle (via my-pink-hymen)
The thing about Cobain is he had 3x the lethal limit of heroin (+other drugs) in his system, and the drugs were still put neatly away. People who inject 3x the lethal limit of heroin die with needles in their arms. Not from a gunshot.
The thing about Cobain is HE WANTED TO DIE. He wasn’t interested in his band anymore, he was sick all the time and dependent on drugs, which made him feel like a bad parent, he had attempted suicide shortly before and he was obsessing over guns. Is it that much of a shock that a junkie had a bunch of drugs in his system? As with many drugs, the longer you use heroin, the more adjusted your body becomes to it which leads to needing more and more. The failed suicide attempt before this one he had a gun, but also an insane amount of pills. So I’m just going to assume the man was *really* tired of living and had some backup just in case. Besides, why wouldn’t you get all fucked up before shooting yourself?
“No, Harry!" Hermione gasped in a petrified whisper; Ron, however, spoke to Black.
”If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too!” he said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke.
Something flickered in Black’s shadowed eyes.
”Lie down,” he said quietly to Ron. “You will damage that leg even more.”
”Did you hear me?” Ron said weakly, though he was clinging painfully to Harry to stay upright. “You’ll have to kill all three of us!”—
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, or That One Time Fourteen Year Old Ron Weasley Stood On His Broken Leg To Tell A Convicted Murderer He Would Go Down Fighting For His Best Friend’s Life. (via ronweasley)