triedbytwelve

When I look back on my life, it’s not that I don’t want to see things exactly as they happened, it’s just that I prefer to remember them in an artistic way. And truthfully, the lie of it all is much more honest because I invented it. Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum psychics, they can be lost forever. It’s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It’s not that I’ve been dishonest, it’s just that I loathe reality.
—  Stefani Germanotta

If you manage to make it into my heart, I’ll never stop caring about you. I never stopped keeping tabs and even though you couldn’t find me, I always made sure you were okay. Forgiveness may take a long time, but it definitely happens.

That said, TIME TO RAGE SOME MOTHERFUCKING FACE AT TAO TONIGHT.

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from the cradle bars comes a sickening voice, it sends you spinning, you have no choice.