hedendom:

wintherharlekin:

Scandinavian folklore (special focus on Norway)

Pictures:
Nøkken, Valemon, and Draugen by Theodor Kittelsen
Dragon, Huldra, Trolls, Elves, (first picture), by John Bauer
Fossegrimen by birgitte-gustavsen
Kraken by Bob Eggleton

THESE ARE GREAT!

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storiessongsandsorcery:

This is insanely useful!

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Tags: fashion

sighdie:


haha you keep saying that word and i’m like 
i don’t even know what drowning is! 
how do you even say it, droneing? drawning? 
just come in the water and you’ll find out some things

“We’re Fine Here, How Are You?” Normal Moments In Art History Where No One Is About To Get Murdered

sighdie:

haha you keep saying that word and i’m like

i don’t even know what drowning is!

how do you even say it, droneing? drawning?

just come in the water and you’ll find out some things

“We’re Fine Here, How Are You?” Normal Moments In Art History Where No One Is About To Get Murdered

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"I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our more stupid melancholy propensities, for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw away, to loathe one’s very being and yet to hold it fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?"

— Voltaire

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Tags: suicide words

songsfornightdriving:

“Running Up That Hill” | Placebo

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Tags: music

"

but sometimes
(because I am trying to take care of myself,)

it is hard not to tell myself that I deserve better

than waiting for a man
who has never asked me to wait for him.

"

"The Way Your Mouth Curls Around My Name Makes Me Foolish" Trista Mateer (via tristamateer

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deerhoof:

the future is here and it’s horrible

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Tags: robots fail

"

Peel your heart like a pomegranate.
Offer it to him, palms outwards.
Say “eat.”

Watch him come away
stained red by you.
You’re in his teeth.

He’ll kiss you with that mouth.

"

— Azra.T “Fruit” (via 5000letters)

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Tags: poetry