oh my god i forgot about this picture this is me after i told my dad to carry my jacket when we left the con because the coLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY
If we ever could look into fate’s mirror
We would never have ended up here
We’re distracted by every sin committed
It should always be ever so clear
How many potatoes does it take to kill an Irish man?
just like the population of Ireland during the Great Famine
history nerds are the best.
I made my own stickers of Simon and Betty.
No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.
- Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini
finally, it has appeared on my dash
Well that was unexpected.
I was not expecting this
no one ever does
My wayfinder ♥
There was no greater horror of my childhood than watching my younger sister take after D.W.