"I'm just not so sure I wanna be included in your little white rock boy fuckin hall of shame here, you know? I'm just like "do I wanna be sandwiched in between some of these guys that are just doing the whole, like, big white baby with an ego problem thing?" I mean, [sighs] get over it! It's so boring. It's like a lot of these guys should just fuckin quit music and become lifeguards at like Wild Waves or some shit. So they can just like get their fucking, you know, anger management thing going. They can just get their power trips out on the kids, they can just do the whole thing. Maybe they'd be actually saving someone's life: "Hey, don't run by the pool. No cutoffs." You know? That's what I hear when I hear some of this you know music by a lot of these fuckin guys, you know?" -Kathleen Hanna
"Life and death. Energy and peace. If I stopped today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I have made, and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. It was worth it for having been allowed to walk where I have walked, which was to Hell on Earth, Heaven on Earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it and above." -Gia Marie Carangi
Liz Phair "chopsticks"- I met him at a party and he told me how to drive him home He said he liked to do it backwards I said, "That's just fine with me, That way we can fuck and watch TV."
It was four a.m. and the light was gray, like it always is in paperbacks He asked if I liked playing jacks I told him that I was good to sixes But all hell broke loose after that
I told him that I knew Julia Roberts when I was twelve at summer camp We didn't say anything after that I dropped him off and I drove on home 'Cause secretly I'm timid