LOOK AT HOW THORIN SLIDES OUT ON THE END
Cas face in 3rd gif…so proud of himself
do you think God ever gets sad like “what do you mean you don’t love yourself i worked so hard on you….”
i apparently go to bird school
which is for birds
When called, they each came for different reasons.
*purposely drop something in front of my crush*
you’re scared you’ll never find anyone to love you, not even well. you’ll settle for anything.
you’re about to turn twenty and they never remind you how young that is. falling in love does not make you grow up, heartbreak does, and there is more than one way to fall apart. you’re about to turn twenty and it’s okay if you aren’t ready. it’s okay if you aren’t ready. it’s okay.
|—||turning 20 | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)|
EUROPE’S WILD MEN
Between December and Easter, tiny villages spanning all the way from Romania to Portugal become overrun with humans who shed their human form completely.
Dressed like bears, goats, stags and monsters, the people of the village jump, shout and reenact wild hunts as part of the annual festivals that celebrate the winter solstice and beginning of spring.
Most of the get-ups look menacing, with their sharp teeth, wild fur and weapon-like accessories, but the festivals are actually a way for humans to usher in spring and celebrate life.
Photographed by Charles Fréger’s, you’ll see people dressed as bears, which he explains was believed to be the pagan god before Christianity came into the picture. But the Wild Man, and its various names, is represented differently in almost every country he visited.
In Germany, the Reisigbar is a bear dressed in twigs and a wooden mask. In Poland, the Macinula is a clown-like figure covered in strips of multi-colored rags and paper. And in Spain’s Basque Country, people dress as the Zezengorri, a bare-skulled beast who carries around a pitchfork. In Bulgaria, professionals have cornered the market on crafting the masks made of skin and horns, and depending on what country you’re in, the traditional bells that are worn around the waist can cost anywhere from 50 to 500 euros.
Whoever wrote that line has talked to a person who owns horses.