So I got tagged by #echoellesar
1. My last dream?
It was about a white dragon transforming into the moon.
2. What scares me and why?
The thruth, cause people hide the truth and that’s a constant quest for me to learn all I can.
3. Where did I grow up?
Fort Worth ,Texas
4. If I could do absolutely anything what would it be?
To go on an epic adventure discovering new places, things,and cultures.
5. My happiest memory?
Being with my dad on the 4th of July.
6.What’s important to me?
My belief in what’s truly right
7.My three biggest NEVERS in life?
Conforming to society, hardcore drugs,and abandoning the ones I truly love.
8.My life in a six word sentence?
I never meant to hurt people.
9.The most boring thing I know?
My entire birth chart ….
10. Somethingmething I have achieved?
11. My favorite thing to do in free time ?
Here’s your questions
1. What’s the dumbest thing you did today?
2.What’s your goal in life?
3.Where did you grow up?
4. Weirdest memory?
5. Favorite thing to learn about?
6. Single or taken?
7. Favorite song of any genre?
9. Do you enjoy theatre if so what’s your favorite show?
10. What do you think your purpose is?
11. What do you want to do?
Those probably suck >.
Thinking I might leave tumblr and give up on a search for friends,lovr and spiritual development it just all just seems so fake I feel as if I get nowhere and people don’t really like or care about my life. I feel as if I was born just to become a statistic. That people just look at my life and think at least mines better and either petty me or hate me….
My female villains are all so different!! But they all wear black clothes, dark lipstick and up-dos. Why waste time in characterization when their looks can tell all you need to know? I mean you don’t want them being more than stereotypes, that would be so confusing to the audience!
At first I thought those were all the same person
Seriously, does the dude have a librarian fetish?
Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan on November 16, 1581
This painting depicts the historical 16th century story of Ivan the Terrible mortally wounding his son in Ivan in a fit of rage. By far the most psychologically intense of Repin’s paintings, the Emperor’s face is fraught with terror, as his son lay quietly dying in his arms, blood dripping down the side of his face.