I lost my first true love in 08. He was 22 when he passed. One afternoon, we were hanging out on the couch and he was doodling and he drew me this dragon. I want it tattooed and I keep thinking the back and a little onto the side of my neck. What do u guys think?

AMEN!

I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.

~henry rollins~

The earliest known examples of tattoos were the Egyptians, having being present on numerous female mummies that date as far back as 2000 B.C. It was only until “Iceman”, a frozen body found at the Italian-Austrian border in 1991, was discovered with patterns adorned across various parts of his body that presented evidence of tattoos existing much earlier. Scientists have carbon dated “Iceman” to around 5,200 years old. 

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digging

digging a bit into my history, which i know some of.

my great grandmothers (mom’s side) last name was erickson (derived from ericson) Norway/Scandinavia. not sure where, but my great great grand mother came from one of those.

also native american blackfoot in there. and it stops on that end. i bottom out. there are notes that my great great grandpa was john brown, and also a smattering of ulysses s. grant (yes the 18th pres.) my nana knows more on that, gotta ask her. we have a really creepy tin-type photo of both john brown and grant in her stash.

dads (my last name being clasen, was org. klawsson before someone flipped a switch down the line)

anyhoo. german (my great grandma, who i was the only one in the family she liked lol, she was from prussa) my great grandpa being the dresser to the king of denmark…what a job.

in an ironic twist, my great great something or another lol (sorry not sure which, my Oma knows) grandpa? was the main photographer for the union army in the civil war. drank him self to death..liver failure.

my Oma has spent YEARS on this family tree thing, has gotten back to the 1100’s with it. so a sprinkling of french and we found we were romey gypsies too!

back to my mom’s side. my papa’s (rip) parents were from england, sadly it tanks there. both were raised my aunts and uncles and nothing more was found. i’m determined to find something though. on papa’s side, him, all his brothers, father are freemasons. maybe i can match the lodge… idk.

fun digging though :)

so fucking tired of people throwing the word “bipolar” around. for example when they use it to discribe their love life or the weather? you fucking kidding me?!?!?! how about you try LIVING WITH IT. its hell! living in HELL. the ups, downs, feeling like you brain is inside out. paranoia, deep deep depression, manic highs that you don’t remember what you did for a 3 days or a week. seeing things (in my case horrid things) that are not there. sleepless nights…. worry, unrealistic thinking, voices, struggling to hold relationships together, finding someone who understands you and won’t judge you when you have a breakdown.

yes, so please continue using the word word to discribe your love life with that one guy, or if its raining or snowing or whatever outside…

please continue to degrade someone who suffers and tries to struggle every minute of every day to hide this fact that they deal with their brain being broken… 　

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*le sigh*

more coffee, shower, le work…

least i have tomorrow off. swear i’m doing a damn thing!

well maybe art.　

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kyoukinohana:

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razzledazzy:

The photo above is the closest humanity has ever come to creating Medusa. 

If you were to look at this, you would die instantly. End of story.

The image is of a reactor core lava formation in the basement of the Chernobyl nuclear plant. It’s called the Elephant’s Foot and weighs hundreds of tons, but is only a couple meters across.

Oh, and regarding the Medusa thing? This picture was taken through a mirror around the corner of the hallway. Because the wheeled camera they sent up to take pictures of it was destroyed by the radiation. 

I wonder if they could get pictures in colour now or maybe get an accurate heat reading off of that thing, if it’s still all there.

It’s crazy to think that something can be that strong that it would kill you by just looking at it. Though it’s understandable. I’d like a heat reading off of it.

It looks tasty. I want to lick it.

I’m reblogging only for that comment ^ AHUEHAUEHUAHE, fuck, Chase XD

I just want to go to Chernobyl so badly. (yes I realize it is EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.)

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i want to hide

Louis Wain was a schizophrenic and an artist. these famous cats show his progression.

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These are dark days (by Izzie Adams)

Oh hello me from lookbook.

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Reblog this perfect bathroom every time. 

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