The Virgin Prunes
this is actually an edited version of a photograph by D’Ora of Anita Berber & Sebastian Droste performing "Night of the Borgias"
I have seen Rozz Williams tagged as Marilyn Manson, Echo & The Bunnymen tagged as The Jesus and Mary Chain, Nevik Ogre labeled Trent Reznor, and Metropolis tagged as just about every Gothic band there is.
I’ve seen some things man, let me tell you.
I myself suffer from the inability to distinguis Brian James from Algy Ward and may have recently tagged Munsters as “Addams”
All the black on black makes things run together.
Last night I dreamed I was running away from sunlight. I was terrified because I was sure it would burn me to a crisp. I've never had a dream like that before.
Ok, I’ve been searching through some ancient texts and it seems the what you need to do is play Justin Bieber’s Baby Baby song backwards until you hear;
get the khakis
get the khakis
polo! polo! polo!
I've had waist length brown hair for as long as I can remember, but lately I've been wishing it was shorter and darker. I've also been trying to comb it so it all points backward and sort of fluffs out behind my head. It isn't working too well so I'm planning on cutting and dyeing it. Is this a bad sign?
I prescribe a full house marathon.
If you come out the other end wanting long, blond hair and suddenly craving the thrill of a mayonnaise sandwich; you’re cured!
If you end up wanting a black mullet, try again but this time watch every episode of 7th Heaven.
Make it out alive, and you’re cured, however scarred you might be…
I'm sorry I couldn't control my urges in the cemetery
Confession: Sometimes I go into those fast food restaurants where they call your name when your order's ready and pretend my name is Eloise in hopes that someone behind the counter will call out my name in a smooth, creamy baritone. Is this ok?
I used to do the same thing with “Marian” at coffee shops; never worked-thank goodness.
Try using the name “Mickey” instead, and maybe you’ll get someone cheering that you’re so fine one day.
There is a Tod Browning marathon on TCM.
Consider me relapsed until November.
Meet Goth’s TRUE lord of beauty.
Hello. I really want to be peter murphy's cat, in either the kinky petplay way or the literal sense. Am I too goth?
Look what the morally reprehensible combination of baritone and those god damn life-ruining cheekbones have done to you.
I think you should listen to squeaky prepubescents while you may have a glimmer of hope.
I am a goth and happy with my condition.
You probably don’t think you’re lying. delusional people are, by definition, unaware of their illness.
I keep telling you that you’re falling apart; you’re so involved in all this morbid Gothic stuff that you’re beginning to assimilate it and lose yourself in the process.
Don’t you trust me?
That’s how I felt when people would assume I was a “fan” of Charles Manson.
Oh, you read me, I said “Charles.” Yeah, that is much worse.
fishnets can trigger gothical tendencies.