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Kris Kidd Quotes

Enjoy the top 22 famous quotes, sayings and quotations by Kris Kidd.

“Los Angeles has no seasons, so its kind of hard to keep track of time here. The lines between spring, summer, fall, and winter all blur like my vision. I get stuck on repeat for different measures of eternity.”
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“It's 2009, a Thursday night in September, and I've stopped looking for stars in the Los Angeles sky. I settle instead for the ones I see in my head when I go three or four days without eating. Same difference.”

— Kris Kidd

“See, that's the thing about L.A.- When you've mastered the art of feeling lonely in a room full of people, that's when you know.”

— Kris Kidd

“I dye my jeans jet black once a week, but they never seem dark enough. I bleach my hair bright white twice a month but it never seems light enough. I drink two and a half bottles of champagne every night but I never seem drunk enough. And I know I'm not high enough until someone grabs my face to check my vision to see if I'm still responsive- And even then, I'm thinking to myself that I should probably do one more line, you know, just to be safe.”

— Kris Kidd

“And, to be honest, if weed is a gateway drug, then I really did hop the fence, but sometimes I can't help but miss the sticky-sweet warmth of a good old fashioned hot box.”

— Kris Kidd

“Sprawled out on the photographer's mattress with my clothes lying in a heap somewhere in the kitchen, I pull the waistband of my briefs down to expose my hipbones, and I think of home.”

— Kris Kidd

“In Los Angeles, everything is 100% organic, except the people.”

— Kris Kidd

Los Angeles has no seasons, so it's kind of hard to keep track of time here. The lines between spring, summer, fall, and winter all blur like my vision. I get stuck on repeat for different measures of eternity.

— Kris Kidd

“My fingers are blistered and they smell like lighter fluid- like burnt tin foil and rusted silverware. Quick question: Is it still considered heroin chic if I'm actually using heroin? No? Whatever.”

— Kris Kidd

“The game is getting old, and I don't know if it's because I've mastered the art of it, or if I just have some weird attention-deficit-disorder when it comes to getting my way all the time, every time.”

— Kris Kidd

A bag of bones can slip through small cracks in a crowd effortlessly.

— Kris Kidd

“In the mirror I stand, an injured deer in headlights,
or maybe high beams, judging by the way my eyes water. I measure my wrists with my fingers, and I clutch at my rib cage, fingering it languidly, tracing the rise and fall of sharp bones until my heartbeat slows, and I dream of a faraway ocean.”

— Kris Kidd

The homeless dudes on Alameda all have legs any runway model would kill for, and sometimes I think of giving them money, but- I don't know, I've got bills to not pay, and drinks to make people buy for me.

— Kris Kidd

“My nose bleeds, and every comedown feels like an overdose. I try to make peace with God each time, but he shows no interest, and it reminds me of my dad, and I get so upset that I just have to do another line. Like I said, a cycle.”

— Kris Kidd

“I drink Coke-zero while I score coke from an honors student in Huntington Beach.”

— Kris Kidd

I've memorized the best angles in the bathroom mirror from which to see how badly I've disintegrated. I truly do go from sixty to zero.

— Kris Kidd

“I need to move. I don't fit in here. I almost tried a juice cleanse once, but quickly remembered that I could starve, and was starving, myself for free.”

— Kris Kidd

“I am the cause of the energy crisis.”

— Kris Kidd

“Mac, Phase: everyone here is of the we-don't-use-real-names-here mentality, so most of the time I feel like a really pilled up Snow White rolling around in the hood with seven drug-dealing dwarves-which, I don't know ... these things are never really as fun as they sound like they'd be.”