Look at that Katillac

If I could do anything that I want to do. I would just travel...

Tue, 21 May 2013 15:42:58 -0400

If I could do anything that I want to do. I would just travel the world with my many corgis. (Future corgis.)

But, since I cannot have that life I am going to school for Music Business Management. With a minor in Web Development, and German. I want to manage bands for a little bit then work at a record company. I would love to have my own venue, or record company in the long run.

In ten years I hope to have a successful career. I hope to live in Germany, and if I do not live in Germany year round I would love to own a house or apartment there. It does not have to even be anything huge. A tiny house or apartment will do. (With corgis…lots of corgis) I will be happy as long as I am doing what I love, If I am with the love of my life, and if I have plenty of corgis.

Sorry for answering like this, but Tumblr will not let me reply for some reason.

derwolfsmantel: Photographs of a devastated post-war Berlin in...

Tue, 21 May 2013 14:29:29 -0400

derwolfsmantel:

Photographs of a devastated post-war Berlin in the summer of 1945.

“When Allied observers came to Germany after the war, most of them expected to find destruction on the same scale as they had witnessed in Britain during the Blitz. Even after British and American newspapers and magazines began to print pictures and descriptions of the devastation it was impossible to prepare for the sight of the real thing. Austin Robinson, for example, was sent to western Germany directly after the war on behalf of the British Ministry of Production. His description of Mainz while he was there displays his sense of shock:

That skeleton, with whole blocks level, huge areas with nothing but walls standing, factories almost completely gutted, was a picture that I know will live with me for life. One had known it intellectually without feeling it emotionally or humanly.

British Lieutenant Philip Dark was equally apallaed by the apocalyptic vision he saw in Hamburg at the end of the war:

[W]e swung in towards the centre and started to enter a city devastated beyond all comprehension. It was more than appallaing. As far as the eye could see, square mile after square mile of empty shells of buildings with twisted girders scarecrowed in the air, radiators of a flat jutting out from a shaft of a still-standing wall, like a crucified pterodactyl skeleton. Horrible, hideous shapes of chimneys sprouting from the frame of a wall. The whole pervaded by an atmosphere of ageless quiet… Such impressions are incomprehensible unless seen.

Berlin was “completely shattered - just piles of rubble and skeleton houses.” Between 18 and 20 million German people were rendered homeless by the destruction of their cities - that is the same as the combined prewar populations of Holland, Belgium, and Luxembourg. These people lived in cellars, ruins, holes in the ground - anywhere they could find a modicum of shelter. They were entirely deprived of essential servies, such as water, gas, electricity - as were millions of others across Europe.”

(Text via Savage Continent: Europe in the Aftermath of World War II by Keith Lowe; photographs via)

papafuckinroachforever: Perfect as always.

Tue, 21 May 2013 13:44:02 -0400

papafuckinroachforever:

Perfect as always.

santress: ASkars in NYC (May 20, 2013). (Original:...

Tue, 21 May 2013 12:49:41 -0400

santress:

ASkars in NYC (May 20, 2013).

(Original: characteristicallyexuberant tumblr)

Theraflu in my Elvis mug.

Tue, 21 May 2013 01:11:17 -0400

Theraflu in my Elvis mug.

leannewoodfull: cuhlestial: steaktumblr: This is why you...

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:54:14 -0400

leannewoodfull:

cuhlestial:

steaktumblr:

This is why you marry your best friend.

ugh. I have to reblog this. I am bound by a code.

this was seriously a struggle not to reblog

My heart

Photo

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:45:54 -0400

Photo

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:45:42 -0400

thisisthehorrorshow: Patients of surgeon Harold Gillies during...

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:44:49 -0400

thisisthehorrorshow:

Patients of surgeon Harold Gillies during WWI and WWII

Oh, Germany! - Imgur

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:44:21 -0400

Oh, Germany! - Imgur :

minart:

I’m crying. Literally.

Germany I love you.

So proud. <3

Rest in peace Ray Manzarek.

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:08:53 -0400

Rest in peace Ray Manzarek.

Reblog if you want your followers to ask you anything they're curious about.

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:20:49 -0400

I have never done this, but go for it. :D

guide2germany: trevorgoyette: Bremen, Germany Der Schnoor,...

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:20:28 -0400

guide2germany:

trevorgoyette:

Bremen, Germany

Der Schnoor, quite possibly the most beautiful part of Bremen

lurkthis: ughhhfuckkk: My boyfriend gave Murphy and I a little...

Mon, 20 May 2013 15:59:59 -0400

lurkthis:

ughhhfuckkk:

My boyfriend gave Murphy and I a little photoshoot during our daily yoga practice :)

Wow fuck all the way off with your awesome dog

I agree with you completely Mr. Tommy Lee. Most and if not all...

Mon, 20 May 2013 12:52:19 -0400

I agree with you completely Mr. Tommy Lee. Most and if not all music award shows are scheiße. No talent. Just puppets.

Johnny Cash photographed by Jan Olofsson, c. 1966

Sun, 19 May 2013 20:44:36 -0400

Johnny Cash photographed by Jan Olofsson, c. 1966

beautilation: Happy Bday Joey Ramone (May 19, 1951 – April 15,...

Sun, 19 May 2013 15:33:33 -0400

beautilation:

Happy Bday Joey Ramone (May 19, 1951 – April 15, 2001)

Behind The Scenes of “The Exorcist”.

Sat, 18 May 2013 12:46:36 -0400

Behind The Scenes of “The Exorcist”.

paparoachfanclub-vk: Papa Roach FanClubVK

Sat, 18 May 2013 01:03:05 -0400

paparoachfanclub-vk:

Papa Roach FanClubVK

beben-eleben: There once was a young boy with a very bad...

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:00:50 -0400

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”