3 months ago | 1516
falloutjerks:

I forgot about this

falloutjerks:

I forgot about this

(via centuriess)

(originally from falloutjerks)
#patd 
3 months ago | 2697
(originally from pparadisecityyy)
#me 
3 months ago | 995

(Source: alasby, via centuriess)

(originally from alasby)
#paramore 
5 months ago | 277425

clothobuerocracy:

sunshineface0014:

ridge:

it’s weird how people talk bad about strippers but no one says anything about the people who go to see them

!!!!!!!!!

Who’s worse? The woman who dances on a pole making $600 a day or the man stepping out on his wife and family to throw singles at a complete stranger?

(via jimmyurinesbuttblog)

(originally from ridge)
5 months ago | 191112

missyay:

nazerine:

excessivecompulsive:

nazerine:

the anti vaccination movement basically consists of random people with no knowledge of medicine going “I can medicine better than doctors” and it would be hilarious if it wasn’t literally killing people

you dont need vaccines, I havent had any and Im still doing great

wow, what a compelling argument. you’ve got me

in other news, i am still alive therefore death must be a myth

(via centuriess)

(originally from nazerine)
5 months ago | 6290
nirvananews:

Previously unseen photo of Kurt Cobain live in Finland, 1992.

nirvananews:

Previously unseen photo of Kurt Cobain live in Finland, 1992.

(via igaveyourmomherpes)

(originally from nirvananews)
5 months ago | 520565

epic-humor:

how do you expect me to do a homework assignment that requires a computer

do you know what happens when i get near a computer

(via funnytextpostsrus)

5 months ago | 8530

(Source: dollfaced-, via ryunosukees)

(originally from dollfaced-)
#perfect 
5 months ago | 46273
lost-moonlight:

The last words he (Kurt Cobain) spoke aren’t known, but he did leave a suicide note, addressed to his imaginary childhood friend ‘Boddah’:

To Boddah
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, the ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven’t felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things. For example when we’re backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins, it doesn’t affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seem to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd, which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can’t fool you, any one of you. It simply isn’t fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I’m having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I’ve tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God believe me I do, but it’s not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re gone. I’m too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last 3 tours, I’ve had a much better appreciation for all the people I’ve known personally and as fans of our music, but I still can’t get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don’t you just enjoy it? I don’t know! I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point where I can barely function. I can’t stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I’ve become. I have it good, very good, and I’m grateful, but since the age of seven, I’ve become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I’m too much of an erratic, moody, baby! I don’t have the passion anymore, and so remember, it’s better to burn out then to fade away.
Peace, Love, Empathy. Kurt Cobain.
Frances and Courtney, I’ll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney, for Frances. for her life will be so much happier without me. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU

lost-moonlight:

The last words he (Kurt Cobain) spoke aren’t known, but he did leave a suicide note, addressed to his imaginary childhood friend ‘Boddah’:

To Boddah

Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, the ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven’t felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things. For example when we’re backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins, it doesn’t affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seem to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd, which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can’t fool you, any one of you. It simply isn’t fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I’m having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I’ve tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God believe me I do, but it’s not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re gone. I’m too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last 3 tours, I’ve had a much better appreciation for all the people I’ve known personally and as fans of our music, but I still can’t get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don’t you just enjoy it? I don’t know! I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point where I can barely function. I can’t stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I’ve become. I have it good, very good, and I’m grateful, but since the age of seven, I’ve become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I’m too much of an erratic, moody, baby! I don’t have the passion anymore, and so remember, it’s better to burn out then to fade away.

Peace, Love, Empathy. Kurt Cobain.

Frances and Courtney, I’ll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney, for Frances. for her life will be so much happier without me. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU

(via ofmiceandboogers)

(originally from lost-moonlight)
5 months ago | 2102

alltimejackalow:

Remember that time last spring after the spring fever concert and I was coming out by the tour buses and I ran straight into Alex and we knocked heads and he shined his phone on me to see who I was and I said the first thing to come to mind which was “No, officer. It’s not how high are you, it’s Hi how are you?” And he laughed so hard he fell against the tour bus?

I forgot all about that.

(via centuriess)

(originally from alltimejackalow)
5 months ago | 5865
(originally from mmbahthevaccines)
#cutie patootie  #alex turner 
5 months ago | 405

CammAlive: Jen can you hold my phone for a sec… pic.twitter.com/exekIhHOZK

CammAliveJen can you hold my phone for a sec…

(Source: fuckyeahjennamcdougall, via castielloveshispaintedwhore)

(originally from fuckyeahjennamcdougall)
#beautiful 
5 months ago | 16409

Citizen - I’m Sick Of Waiting [x]

Citizen - I’m Sick Of Waiting [x]

(Source: dunrath, via criminaltongues)

(originally from dunrath)
#music 
5 months ago | 3489
furything:

black havanese puppy

furything:

black havanese puppy

(via heichoubae)

(originally from furything)
#puppy  #animal 
5 months ago | 9888
theeeupsides:

The Wonder Years (From A Year As A Ghost)

theeeupsides:

The Wonder Years (From A Year As A Ghost)

(Source: theeupsides, via criminaltongues)

(originally from theeupsides)