Obama was born August 4, 1961??? very fishy…….August+4+1+96+1=420.
420? this is no coincidence Barack won’t be able to sweet talk his way out of this one.
I ACTUALLY OPENED MY COMPUTER CALCULATOR TO SEE IF August+4+1+96+1=420 REALLY EQUALED 420 BEFORE REALIZING THAT AUGUST IS NOT A NUMBER
The Little Voices
depression sitting at the left corner. ana sitting beside depression. binging-mia at the fridge. anxiety crying at left (down) corner. self-harm/cutting whispering to me, persuading me.
Sorry if I’m offending anyone by reblogging this when it doesn’t apply to me in any way, but I can’t keep my eyes off of it. It’s just so fascinating to me. I love this image.
That creepy smile on depression and anorexia’s faces. And the eyes on self-harm/cutting. It’s just. Woah.
A 2500 year old mummy that had some amazing tattoos.
NO FUCKING WAY.
YO HOLD ON.
IT GETS BETTER.
This mummy, found in the Altai mountains of Siberia, is actually that of a young woman who died at about the age of twenty-five; she is thought to have been a member of the Pazyryk tribe.
She was buried with six horses and two similarly-tattooed men (the horned griffon that decorates her shoulder also appears on the man buried closest to her, covering most of his right side), possibly escorts. She was also wearing a horse-hair wig, silk, and elaborate boots, which is all a level of ceremony that would have likely only been accorded to a woman of high rank. You didn’t get inked like this unless you were very important, and had worked your way up to that importance.
…Hence, of course, the references to her by researchers as ‘The Ukok Princess,’ although due to the lack of weapons in her grave they have concluded that the woman was in fact a healer or a storyteller.
And now I’m all consumed with curiosity: Who was she? What amazing things did she accomplish? Why these symbols, and what did they mean? Who were the two men alongside her?
The most informative article about it can be found here, although I would completely eat up any other information you guys could find.
Gun-toting granny Ava Estelle, 81, was so ticked-off when two thugs raped her 18-year-old granddaughter that she tracked the unsuspecting ex-cons down… And shot off their testicles.
“The old lady spent a week hunting those men down and, when she found them, she took revenge on them in her own special way,” said police investigator Evan Delp.
Then she took a taxi to the nearest police station, laid the gun on the sergeant’s desk and told him as calm as could be: “Those bastards will never rape anybody again, by God.”
Cops say convicted rapist and robber Davis Furth, 33, lost both his penis and his testicles when outraged Ava opened fire with a 9-mm pistol in the hotel room where he and former prison cell mate Stanley Thomas, 29, were holed up.
The wrinkled avenger also blew Thomas’ testicles to kingdom come, but doctors managed to save his mangled penis, police said. “The one guy, Thomas, didn’t lose his manhood, but the doctor I talked to said he won’t be using it the way he used to,” Detective Delp told reporters. “Both men are still in pretty bad shape, but I think they’re just happy to be alive after what they’ve been through.”
The Rambo Granny swung into action August 21 after her granddaughter Debbie was carjacked and raped in broad daylight by two knife-wielding creeps in a section of town bordering on skid row. “When I saw the look on my Debbie’s face that night in the hospital, I decided I was going to go out and get those bastards myself ‘cause I figured the Law would go easy on them,”’ recalled the retired library worker. ” And I wasn’t scared of them, either - because I’ve got me a gun and I’ve been shooting’ all my life. And I wasn’t dumb enough to turn it in when the law changed about owning one.”
So, using a police artist’s sketch of the suspects and Debbie’s description of the sickos, tough-as-nails Ava spent seven days prowling the wino-infested neighbourhood where the crime took place till she spotted the ill-fated rapists entering their flophouse hotel.
“I knew it was them the minute I saw ‘em, but I shot a picture of ‘em anyway and took it back to Debbie and she said sure as hell, it was them,” the oldster recalled…
“So I went back to that hotel and found their room and knocked on the door, and the minute the big one opened the door, I shot ‘em right square between the legs, right where it would really hurt ‘em most, you know. Then I went in and shot the other one as he backed up pleading to me to spare him. Then I went down to the police station and turned myself in.”
Now, baffled lawmen are trying to figure out exactly how to deal with the vigilante granny.. “What she did was wrong, and she broke the law, but it is difficult to throw an 81-year-old woman in prison,” Det. Delp said, “especially when 3 million people in the city want to nominate her for Mayor.”
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
Played 1993 times.
I usually sound a bit better than this, but I was recording it quickly while the family was out. So it’s kinda breathy and all. Anyhoo…
(Please credit me if you use this elsewhere, yada yada yada onto the lyrics)
I shipped a ship in time gone by
When feels were high and life worth living
I dreamed their love would never die
That BBC would be forgiving
Merthur was young and unafraid
Johnlock was gay and gay and gayer
Rose and the Doctor should have stayed
But then we wouldn’t have had River
But the writers plot at night
With their souls as dark as thunder
As they tear your ships apart
All headcanons turned to shame
I spent my summer on Netflix
And filled my days with endless slumber
I tried to work out Sherlock’s trick
But that just filled me with more pain
And still I dream they’ll share a kiss
That they will live their years together
But there are ships that end up ripped
And there are fics that tell it better
I had a dream my OTP
Would end up happy and still living
Yet it seems my vote was skipped
Now Moffat’s killed the ship I shipped
Beach date, 1950s
this is so unbelievably perfect. New favorite picture ever.
This picture is so wonderful aw
WHY CAN’T GUYS DRESS LIKE THIS NOW STUPID BAGGY SHORTS, STUPID TACKY HOODIES, STUPID SNAPBACKS