Francis!?

run over jaywalkers cos they criminals

[tulaptime]

i don’t understand how hard it is to remember not to put a bun on a burger

[tulaptime]

i only brush my teeth once a week but i do it for 30 minutes to make up for it

[tulaptime]

reading smut in church

[drybonesinamericantowns]

is will toledo ever going to say fag again

[nosuchscene]

[elevatormann]

and ever and ever and ever etcetera

[tulaptime]

do not play portal 2 with your partner if he’s not much of a gamer. i’m genuinely this close to strangling this guy

[tulaptime]

VAMPIRES ARE ON THE RISE! Eat steak and sleep in garlic beds

[caeronis]

pearl jam is also known as chowder

[caeronis]

put the flammable on the hot

[marsdemo]

[caeronis]

i licked the laundry detergent off my hand again

[tulaptime]

euthinizationing

[caeronis]

if my m.ind palace was evil i would call it my malice

[caeronis]

if i woke you up in the morning and you were veyr sleepy i would say. I'm the Awoker. Why so delirious.

[glassshine]

[moodswingwhiskey]

Jeff Buckley improvised Hallelujah lyrics at live shows.

Live at the Liquid Room: Tokyo (January 30, 1995)

It’s not Jesus It’s not God It’s not the bottle It’s not the pills It’s not the needle So, whats the answer? It’s not her face that was so pure When long ago when you were honest, you were open It’s never anything that you find in the bible that they use for garbage paper It’s just hallelujah baby Until you’re nothing, it’s just hallelujah, baby Until she seems like she’s everywhere Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Live at the Bataclan (February 11, 1995)

It’s not what you’re told It’s not her face It’s not his touch In the room you both share When he’s gone when he left When your time and your memory fills your dreams When you’re honest and together Together no more No more Hallelujah, until you’re nothing Hallelujah, baby, until she’s everywhere Hallelujah, until together you are somewhere I’d lost Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Live in Chicago (May 13,1995)

It’s not about us It’s not in her face It’s not in the needle  or the vial It’s not in the powder on the evening,  we as strangers and there are many Thinking back to the time when you were together So honest, so perfect and adored NO MORE, NO MORE, Hallelujah. Baby, until you are nothing, Hallelujah, baby. Until she is everything, Hallelujah. ‘Til together, you are somewhere, Hallelujah.

I get all kinds of messed up when I read these. (via marvelousmassacre)