Hey guys! I’m not abandoning you again, I’m just going away for a week. Um… yeah, see you… around, sort of.
“Is it still illegal to perform an autopsy on a living person?”
I just punched myself in the nose to kill a fly
For those who passed through it, Woodstock was less a music festival than a total experience, a phenomenon, a happening, high adventure, a near disaster and, in a small way, a struggle for survival. Casting an apprehensive eye over the huge throng on opening day, Friday afternoon, a festival official announced, “There are a hell of a lot of us here. If we are going to make it, you had better remember that the guy next to you is your brother.” Everybody remembered. Woodstock made it. [x]
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"
"Today’s set. #Ireland #littlemaninred #vikings" — Katheryn Winnick via (Instagram)