“Dirty pony, I can’t wait to hose you down.”

Don’t you ever let a soul in the world tell you that you can’t be exactly who you are.

Well my music was different in high school; I was singing about love—you know, things I don’t care about anymore.

My fashion is part of who I am, and though I was not born with these clothes on, I was born this way.

Art perpetuates beauty. Beauty is a symptom of the force that is nature. You are a force of nature, I love you.

Glam culture is ultimately rooted in obsession, and those of us who are truly devoted and loyal to the lifestyle of glamour are masters of its history. Or, to put it more elegantly, we are librarians.

This is who the fuck I am.

I’m just a holy fool

I’m a free bitch baby.

It’s cooler to be strong.

I want the deepest, darkest, sickest parts of you that you are afraid to share with anyone because I love you that much.

They can’t scare me, if I scare them first.

Do you know the feeling, when your heart is so hurt, that you could feel the blood dripping?

The Monster Ball is by nature a protest: A youth church experience to speak out and celebrate against all forms of discrimination + prejudice.

I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, It’s OK to be sad. I’ve been trained to love my darkness.

Cause it’s a hard life, with love in the world. and i’m a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls.

I want you to walk out of here tonight not loving me more, but loving yourselves more.