It's funny because even though she's gone, she's more alive than I will ever be.

She taught me how to live, laugh, and love. Despite popular belief, she was, I think, the epitome of the Bohemian way encompassing aspects of freedom, truth, beauty, and love. The only things important in life. And she gave a damn about her family like no one else ever dared.


Rest in Peace, my lovely, beautiful, Lola.

Forever in our hearts.

I hate when people deem a couple "so in love" just because they're always together. I love when you can really see it. Makes not ever care about being in love.

You're my Sid Vicious. You kill me every time.

There's a scene in Sid & Nancy where they speak of how they wanted to take their lives together because they knew they wouldn't be able to live without one another.

I still remember every conversation we ever had, believe it or not. I miss you, Sid. Can't help it. Always will. Maybe until I get some closure.

No one ever told me that I couldn't do something, except for you. And I'm glad you did.

Still sick. But it would be nice if I could remember lyrics every once in a while.

Overdone, but I did it. Don't judge my guitar playing skills please. I recorded this when I was sick. So don' judge me.

A little something I've working on.

freedom, beauty, truth, & love

quoi qu'il advienne-- come what may

I am Maria Elena. You were Juan Antonio. And I suppose you still are, somewhere deep down, just with a lot less passion in your life. It's sad. Especially since you think you are living.

Going to Spain to find my true love, good-bye.

I love this poem.



Cross by Langston Hughes

My old man's a white old man
And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother
And wished she were in hell,
I'm sorry for that evil wish
And now I wish her well
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder were I'm going to die,
Being neither white nor black?

I hate the fact that even though we are no longer together, you still need to lie to me. You don't even need to, you just do it. And I hate it. I hate liars. But I love you.

"I fell through the hole, down at the bottom of your soul. Didn't think you would go, so low."