The mummified heart of a Norse giant.
While going through his famous grandfather’s belongings after his passing in 1937, violinist Lars Sigerson discovered this casket. It appears to have been passed from generation to generation within his family for hundreds of years. The explanation and whatever story that goes with it has been lost to the ages.
The inscription on the casket is written in old Norse runes and reads:
“Behold! Within this casket lies the heart of the fierce and terrible giant known as Hrungnir, slain this day by Fafrd the Red whose bravery and cunning shall live forever!”
we need to sacrifice somebody so Ellen never dies
This is quickly becoming the Hunger Games for douchebags
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CUTE ANIMAL FACTS
- chicks can talk to each other from inside their shells
- cows have best friends and can become stressed when separated from them
- otters hold hands when they sleep so they don’t drift apart
- mice giggle if u tickle them
- ants nod at each other as they walk past one another
- some adult squirrels adopt abandoned baby squirrels
- mother orangutans build a new nest every night for their babies
- penguins mate for life and propose with a pebble
- ANIMALS ARE SO CUTE
"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."- something someone should have told me when i was eighteen (via irynka)