Shine On Me, Baby, ‘cause It’s Raining In My Heart

Visage - The Anvil, 1982 

Suburbia

dir. Penelope Spheeris 1984

TSOL concert scene

They should invent a new kind of Being Alive where it's not painful and it doesn't hurt constantly and actually feels worth it and you're happy for more than a few hours at a time

A fawn curled up beside a fake deer which is used for target practice

Sinéad O’Connor, Dublín 1987.

📷 by Anton Corbijn.

what troubled me some years ago is nothing i care about now, and my troubles and woes today would've seemed childish to my younger self, but if there's any exception to this, it's this, i know for sure the 16 year old me would've been just as bummed out about this as i am now, thinking they're doomed for having been born this late, and how it's not fair that they have to see the death of the few brilliant people left, those who have affected them greatly. Since i haven't been 16 for a while now and on account of the contrived maturity that caught up to me with the dread that came with the added candles to the annual celebration's cakes, today I'm able to read much more into this, i still have something to flex on the future generations, to gen beta and all the rascals yet to come, and that is that i lived in the same time as Sir David Lynch.

not evil anymore i want to be loved now

Morrissey and Gary Day, young and restless, Stanbridge Farm rehearsals in Sussex, 1991.

Via Morrissey Central

The Libertines & Morrissey