sid vicious

"we had a death pact, i have to keep my half of the bargin. please bury me (pto) next to my baby, bury me in my leather jacket, jeans, and motorcyle boots. goodbye." - sid vicous ( the sex pistols ) suicide letter
sid died at the age of 21, of a herion over dose.

in previous yrs sid was a laid back guy who often siad things like " i'll die b4 i'm 25, and when i do i'll have lived the way i wanted to," and "today everything's a conplict of intrest"

sid vicous had suffered a tragic loss, his girlfriend was found stabbed to death in their hotel room the previous febuary. :( sid was arrested on suspison, even worse.

i can still hear nosies

life is just a noise, listen to the noise, it may trick you at times, but it's always chattering ], always sounding alarms of departure and alarms of warning as well as lust.
weather you listen to the alarms or not, they'll be there, telling you to make choices- some you may not want to make. i use to listen to the noise, but now i believe it's just that- noise.
endless chattering; endless voices chattering into the distance, and yet they sound so close- almost as if right outside of your ear... or even just in your head...
believe in your noise. it believes you to be there, listening, always listening.. weather truth or lie, wrong or right...you contribute to that endless noise.
-hannah kirkland ( wrote on january13, o9)