What are your thoughts?   What inspires you?   ...in a well populated land called Los Angeles was a young woman with a passion of art.

"You know what rock and roll means, right? It means rock and roll in the sack. It means sex: the lyrics, the beat of it, the thunderous feeling through your body. Before the word groupie even existed I knew that I wanted to share myself with someone who created that music and turned me on in every kind of way." - Pamela Des Barres

(Source: sanssa, via peace-be-dreams)

— 47 minutes ago with 7696 notes
#piece of my soul 

Grace Slick’s white fringed dress that she wore at Woodstock in 1969. Grace chose the dress in anticipation of a hot August weekend in New York. However, the weather turned out to be wetter than expected, so in order to preserve her outfit until her performance onstage, Grace avoided the rain and mud by secluding herself indoors.

(Source: you-belong-among-wildflowers, via spellandthegypsycollective)

— 5 hours ago with 482 notes
"You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else."
#127: (February 3, 2014)

(Source: write2014, via gnostic-forest)

— 6 hours ago with 174551 notes
Don Henley - Dirty Landry
I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something
Something I can use
People love it when you lose
They love dirty laundry

Well, I could of been an actor
But I wound up here
I just have to look good
I don’t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry

Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down
Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down

Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down
Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em all around

We got the bubble headed
Bleached blonde
Comes on at five
She can tell you ‘bout the plane crash
With a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die
Give us dirty laundry

Can we film the operation
Is the head dead yet
You know the boys in the newsroom
Got a running bet
Get the widow on the set
We need dirty laundry

You don’t really need to find out
What’s going on
You don’t really want to know
Just how far it’s gone
Just leave well enough alone
Eat your dirty laundry

Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down
Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down

Kick ‘em when they’re up
Kick ‘em when they’re down
Kick ‘em when they’re stiff
Kick ‘em all around

Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers
In everybody’s pie
We love to cut you down to size
We love dirty laundry

We can do the Innuendo
We can dance and sing
When it’s said and done
We haven’t told you a thing
We all know that Crap is King
Give us dirty laundry
— 6 hours ago
#piece of my mind  #innuendo 

Ever since the beginning of that adventure with my ex, I knew it was trouble. I knew it would be a wonderful life changing experience, but I also knew I wouldn’t be spending eternity with him. I got swept up in the moment a few times. We were in love. That’s what you’re supposed to do. I blindly ignored his hatred for music I adore. Thought, oh he’ll warm up to them… No. He tried one band.. Couldn’t do it. He bitched about them. I’m not one to argue, and I’ve never been able to get through to him when explaining something dear to me that isn’t dear to him.

So I gave up. I could never win. I should have ended it all those times. But I’m not ending a relationship over something the guy would see as a small thing. Music is big for me. It’s my life. Nirvana blasting on my fathers speakers growing up.. Those Seattle & island stations would always smother the speakers in their tunes. Kurt was a troubled soul, a beautiful troubled soul like many of us from Washington. We understand one another. My ex.. he.. no. We were never on the same page. He always wanted me to explain things to him, but he would never understand. He thought I hadn’t a clue what I was talking about. I know exactly what I’m talking about. But I’m not much of a talker. I express myself through physical ways such as art. For some reason I couldn’t express myself well around him. Our energies were never in tune with one another.

Bought a Nirvana tank once and showed it to him thinking he’d dig it. He was instantly disgusted and told me to never wear it. That I should return it. WHAT THE FUCK…. EXCUSE ME? He doesn’t like Cobain because he abused drugs and was a mess. Wow. So quick to judge! Shit. He basically disapproved of anyone who went through tough struggles of depression. Well. He was apart of putting me into a depression.

Thanks to him, I know if I am to be with another man… we must be on a psychic connection. We must appreciate the art of music in all of its forms and how it has been created. The beautiful process of creating art from your soul. I’m a bit terrified that I may have a man as such in my grasp. Well it’s not exactly terrifying.. I’m scared out of my mind because I don’t want to lose him. I live in constant fear a much prettier girl will come along and scoop him up. Someone who’ll have a stronger connection than I to him. I don’t know if I’m his, or if he’s mine. I mean.. I enjoy this mysterious game, but my mind wonders..

— 2 days ago with 1 note
#piece of my soul  #piece of my mind 
Getting my strength back after my fall 2 months ago 💪 #Yoga #yogi #sidecrow #recovery #strength #fitspo #strongissexy #fitchick #babyimback

Getting my strength back after my fall 2 months ago 💪 #Yoga #yogi #sidecrow #recovery #strength #fitspo #strongissexy #fitchick #babyimback

— 5 days ago with 2 notes
#strength  #yoga  #recovery  #sidecrow  #yogi  #fitchick  #strongissexy  #babyimback  #fitspo