Teenage whores and broken dolls. Petals torn from flowers and baby's milk gone sour. These are her subjects. "I don't really miss God/ But I sure miss Santa Claus," she sings. "I'm Miss World, somebody kill me." And further, "I want to be the girl with the most cake/ I love him so much it just turns to hate/ I fake it so real I am beyond fake/ Someday you will ache like I ache."
Her thoughts, her words, her world. Courtney Love: rocker, movie star, Hard Copy moving target. She enters a suite at the Chateau Marmont. Tall, lean, with...
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