Being 20 years old is truly the most stressful age of all jfc I’m going to implode

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01 Sep 14 at 8 pm

How can I be so happy and so sad at the same time..

earth-oddity:

Heart Shaped Glasses

Flowers blossom and bloom
Through the grey and withering
Within the impending doom
I scatter my pedals in foreign sand
With hope I have the grace to stand

Through the anguish and pain
I try and refrain 
Knowing all beauty and all light
Will diminish the fright

The moon whisks me away 
to places I’ve never been
As darkness falls, what returns to me

Technicolor films in my mind
Fragments of friends and lovers 
Of the reels I have left behind

Through the burden of all my failures 
And all my doubts
The fire inside of me burns
The coldest rain
could not snuff out


There’s love all around me
It’s all I like to see
Heart shaped glasses I shall always wear
For these brittle bones will not yet tear

"Wandering Stars"
Portishead
Dummy
(2443) plays
 23
01 Sep 14 at 6 pm

pierpaololauriola:

Dear Bob,

I don’t know how to start.

Last Saturday my man Steve Berkowitz broke it to me that you were told of something I’d said from the stage and that you’d felt insulted.

I need for you to listen to me.

I have no way of knowing how my words were translated to you, if their whole meaning and context were intact, but the truth is, is that I was off on a tangent, on a stage, my mind going were it goes, trying to be funny, it wasn’t funny at all, and I fucked up. I really fucked up.

And the worst of it isn’t that your boys were at the gig to hear it — it doesn’t really bother me. It just kills me to know that whatever they told you is what you think I think of you. Not that I love you. Not that I’ve always listened to you, and carry the music with me everywhere I go. Not that I believe in you. And also that your show was great.

It was only the Supper Club crowd that I was cynical about, and that’s what I was trying to get at when I said what I said, and I’m sorry that I’ll never get to make another first impression.

You were really gracious to me, to even allow me backstage to meet you. I’ll never forget you, what you told me, as long as you live. You said “Make a good record man.” And I’m very honored to have met you at all. I’m only sad that I didn’t get a chance to tell you before all this intrigue. The intrigue is not the truth. Lots of eyes will read this letter before it gets to you Bob, which I accept. Some day you’ll know exactly what I mean, man to man.

Always be well,

Jeff Buckley

pierpaololauriola:

Dear Bob,

I don’t know how to start.

Last Saturday my man Steve Berkowitz broke it to me that you were told of something I’d said from the stage and that you’d felt insulted.

I need for you to listen to me.

I have no way of knowing how my words were translated to you, if their whole meaning and context were intact, but the truth is, is that I was off on a tangent, on a stage, my mind going were it goes, trying to be funny, it wasn’t funny at all, and I fucked up. I really fucked up.

And the worst of it isn’t that your boys were at the gig to hear it — it doesn’t really bother me. It just kills me to know that whatever they told you is what you think I think of you. Not that I love you. Not that I’ve always listened to you, and carry the music with me everywhere I go. Not that I believe in you. And also that your show was great.

It was only the Supper Club crowd that I was cynical about, and that’s what I was trying to get at when I said what I said, and I’m sorry that I’ll never get to make another first impression.

You were really gracious to me, to even allow me backstage to meet you. I’ll never forget you, what you told me, as long as you live. You said “Make a good record man.” And I’m very honored to have met you at all. I’m only sad that I didn’t get a chance to tell you before all this intrigue. The intrigue is not the truth. Lots of eyes will read this letter before it gets to you Bob, which I accept. Some day you’ll know exactly what I mean, man to man.

Always be well,

Jeff Buckley
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01 Sep 14 at 6 pm

heartshapeddaydream:

Jeff Buckley by Merri Cyr

heartshapeddaydream:

Jeff Buckley by Merri Cyr
 35
01 Sep 14 at 6 pm
tags: omg 
 5
01 Sep 14 at 6 pm

I don’t know why and I don’t know how
But she’s nobody’s baby now

I don’t know why and I don’t know howBut she’s nobody’s baby now
 8
01 Sep 14 at 5 pm

Heart Shaped Glasses

Flowers blossom and bloom
Through the grey and withering
Within the impending doom
I scatter my pedals in foreign sand
With hope I have the grace to stand

Through the anguish and pain
I try and refrain 
Knowing all beauty and all light
Will diminish the fright

The moon whisks me away 
to places I’ve never been
As darkness falls, what returns to me

Technicolor films in my mind
Fragments of friends and lovers 
Of the reels I have left behind

Through the burden of all my failures 
And all my doubts
The fire inside of me burns
The coldest rain
could not snuff out


There’s love all around me
It’s all I like to see
Heart shaped glasses I shall always wear
These brittle bones will not yet tear

Surely dancing around butt naked to T. Rex will lift my spirits.

 5
31 Aug 14 at 4 pm

"Oh no you’re playing that Nine Inch Noise again.." Lol mom

"Even Deeper"
Nine Inch Nails
The Fragile - Left
(431) plays
 2
31 Aug 14 at 5 am
tags: poor guy 

Have you read Jeffrey Lee Pierce’s wikipedia page it’s bumming me out so hard

 9
31 Aug 14 at 5 am

Your love will never survive the heat of my heart
My violent heart
In the dark