Dreamed Jim Carrey was telling me about his son who was having problems. I asked how old he is & he said 42. I was like whaaat then how old are you? He suddenly looked impossibly ancient & sad & said, “That memory has been left behind.” I touched his hand in sympathy & it was hot & dry as the desert

did boris vian know he was cooking with this he must've

KNEEL BEFORE TOPSEY. Postcard from my collection, 1907.

it's so messed up man these visigoths have a family

this is what seasonal depression feels like

imagine being a visigoth named Rodesindus or something riding into the iberian peninsula and your language is in such a stage of disintegration it's easier to just learn latin

Wow

what do people say in this place what should i post guys