Put Murder Back In ArtWhere we used to play in those days
This is primarily a music blog dedicated to my loves AFI, Placebo, and HIM with the occasional Tom Hiddleston and RDJ as well as a few other things I'm not entirely responsible for. So come in and stay awhile, I promise not to bite you too hard.
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objectionlessobjectlesson I’m writing this convoluted fic that I started a year ago and just got back around to.

Thank you, babe!! You’re so sweet!

Sometimes I’m a good writer and I think that’s inspiration enough for me to finish this thing

baby's first words

baby: d-d-da..
father: daddy?
baby: david bowie

spazzyjazzywriting it was for an asshole…like a literal asshole…

"Pink star" has got to be one of the worst euphemisms I’ve ever heard….

Fried rice for breakfast makes my uterus happy








As a professional internet, it’s my job to search the web for quality, intellectually stimulating content. Like this.

The heavens parted, and delivered unto us a scion of hope, a glimmer of immortality. This song.

Its been a few hours since I posted this and I’m pretty sure I’ve gone back to listen to it about twelve times now and each time it still makes me almost develop a hernia from laughing so much.

i’ve never loved something the way i love this post


I love that you tag me. Fuck you lmao.

Just so you know, this is what my muse will play if you are feeling down.

(via invadersonicmx)

reblog is you like the band Tool

(Source: girl-saduglyalone, via theblankstate)


“you’re just missing a concert” they said

“it’s not like it’s a big deal” they said

“it’s just a band” they said

“what are you doing with that axe” they said

(via whatwasdead)


These were labeled 1991 - 1995.  

I found them here.

These are the last of the old pictures I found. 

(via fyrachii)