The thing that bothers me most about art history is the fact that Albrecht Dürer looks like he should be running around Middle Earth trying to reclaim his lost home from a dragon.
Seriously
Look at this guy
Look at him
This is some seriously Thorin Oakenshield shit going on
Albrecht Dürer you majestic motherfucker
The original selfies
Oh my god. I said “itch here” not “take a picture”!!!
I need one so badly, I’d stop and take my chances.
Sweating.
This was taken before my first fishing trip. I caught a small fish and my dad took it off the hook and onto the stringer. I was satisfied that it was alive and dangling happily in the water. We got back to the dock and I asked what we were going to do with it, to which my dad replied - clean it and have it for dinner. I went into the boathouse and took the bar of Ivory that was there as we often bathed right off of the dock. Not that kind of clean. I cried. Dad let the fish go.
And this from the girl who a year later thought that when the pre-school teacher asked us to bring in a sign of spring, brought to school a piece of cardboard with the word SPRING written on it decorated with flowers and birds.
(Source: Spotify)
Coffee. It’s what’s for dinner.
Do you know what I was thinking about? Brontosauruses. Did Fred Flintstone eat Apatosaurus burgers? No. 
And Pluto was still called a planet.
Most definitely in my top 10 most arousing songs ever made, ever.
I just love that smiling face in the early sun
If I can’t have you to myself, then life’s no fun
I’d rather be with you
Ditto
