98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well known fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living instead off his monthly state pension of 80 euros.
there’s still good in this world
Women feel more guilt than men, not because of some weird chromosomal issue but because they have a history of being blamed for other people’s behavior. You get hit, you must have annoyed someone; you get raped, you must have excited someone; your kid is a junkie, you must have brought him up wrong.
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| — | Guilt Poisons Women by Germaine Greer (via needsofpixies) |
honestly the concept of ‘doing it all night’ just sounds like torture to me. everyone is always singing about this, but do any of these people actually have sex for like 8 + hours? seems like it would be terribly painful
Dear Mum,
I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it in time for Christmas. I miss you both so much.
Thing is, I got a little caught up in 18th century Italy. We met Giacomo Casanova. Yes, the one! We helped him escape prison. He didn’t really belong there anyway. Watching him and the Doctor interact was… interesting. Somehow they ended up betting on which of them could get Voltaire to reveal his real name. The Doctor lost. Now he owes him a chicken.
Oh, and you’ll never believe what I saw last week! Vogue is celebrating its 400th anniversary with an exhibit that includes hundreds of photos. And surprise, surprise, there you were! You looked so beautiful. You always do. You still haven’t told me why you quit that job.
How’s dad? Hug him for me, will you? Is he still considering getting a proper medical degree? Not that I don’t believe he could, but I don’t think he fits the job. He’s a nurturer, not a fixer.
I promise I’ll come visit soon. I’m just about to embark on a quick expedition to a library that occupies a whole planet. Can you imagine that? A planet sized library? I can barely picture it. It’s an archeologist’s playground, is what it is. Well, anyway, I swear I’ll come by after this. Just in time for your birthday, I think.
With love, always,
Melody
I was all like, oh this is cute, this is fine-…library?
NOPE
how is this legal
it isn’t, Shadow Proclamation forbids it
We all have that one post that we just absolutely always have to reblog. This is mine.
When you attempt to insult me for the way I look, all I am hearing from you is “I am threatened by your existence.”
And you fucking should be, because I’m fabulous as hell.
Princess to Prince Transformation
All characters portrayed by Richard Schaefer (Me)
Costumes also made by myself. My Fan-page
OH. MY. GOODNESS. My roommate used to do this, and without telling me I might add. I would come into the room and there she was. Definitely NOT her and fabulously disguised. It always scared me because she was just so good at making herself look like, well, not her, and I always expected her in the room. Not Sherlock Holmes or James Moriarty. I miss that.
NUUUUUUHHHHVVVEEEEEEEEEENNNNN
OMG THE BEAST!!
