Cinderella’s Castle done by Steve at Hurricane Tattoo and Body Piercing in New Port Richey, Fl! Love it, love Steve. It couldn’t have gone any better.
lulz her areola is either really tiny/non-existent or she photoshopped it out ahahah
“This is the only time I’ve ever been seen with a fat girlfriend in public…”
In the spirit of the season, the girls at The Nimbus Factory have created free printable Halloween cards and labels for you to print and enjoy to your ghoulish heart’s content. Give this card to the Game of Thrones fans in your life :)
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Me and my friends went to Dragon*Con as GoT folks and we ended up meeting Khal Drogo in the flesh. It was a lovely day. :]
when has long hair ever looked so foine??](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maxf53k9zK1rsg038o1_500.jpg)
Me and my friends went to Dragon*Con as GoT folks and we ended up meeting Khal Drogo in the flesh. It was a lovely day. :]
when has long hair ever looked so foine??
My boyfriend and I went and got Gir tattoos a few days ago. Mine is on the left, his is on the right. Done by Alex Rockoff at Aces High Tattoo in West Palm Beach, Fl.
Cranes are the only animals to fly with their necks straight, a sign of pride as they signify the seasons change. Farmers looked for them for the affirmation of passage of time.
I moved to American before I could count to 100. My grandfather and I walked the entirety of the airport. My brown sandals spoke with a smack smack and his steps were hollow. We eventually came to stand in front of a souvenir stand. Blown glass figurines lined the shelves, animals and a menagerie of shapes. He told me to pick something out, anything I wanted. This was odd because my grandparents weren’t wealthy people, every penny counted I knew that from an early age. Feeling guilty, I picked out the smallest figurine I could find. Before I knew it, the black crane, with a stretching neck and folded wings rested gently in my palm. The tissue paper it was wrapped in was deafening, the swan’s red beak was closed tightly, like it had a secret to tell. Something to put into my box of special things, I thought. Looking up, I saw my grandfather’s eyes start leaking but I didn’t understand.
Several months later the fragile beak of the crane broke off but I still kept it amongst the special things.
I’m 22 now and can count way passed 100. Visiting him last summer for the second time since 1996 revealed to me that he had a tremor he couldn’t control.
This is for my grandfather because no matter what his condition, he will always fly and illuminate a proud silhouette.
