In which Hannibal is subtle
98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.
Wow.
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:
remember when supernatural didn’t hurt tho like the first 20 seconds of the pilot
did you watch the first 20 seconds of the pilot
THAT WAS IN THE FIRST 3 MINUTES COME ON JUST GIVE US THE FIRST 20 SECONDS OK
Isn’t it weird how much Jared and Gen look alike and how Jensen and Daneel look alike?
They’re those couples that fit together so well that they start to look like one another.
Things that say a lot about people:
- the way which they treat the waiter/waitress
- how they feel about the weather
- whether they dog ear pages or highlight in books
- fingernails
- and hands in general
- their preferred creative outlet
- how much they dread/enjoy talking on the phone
- whether or not they drink coffee
- if they ever forget to eat
- how honest they are with themselves (and others)
- if they correct your grammar
- how they treat their parents
so in class today, someone insulted Jennifer Lawrence by calling her a butterface, and i just stood up and yelled “NO ONE INSULTS THE PRINCESS OF TUMBLR”, but then someone else yelled out “EVERYONE KNOWS THE PRINCESS OF TUMBLR IS DEAN WINCHESTER”
WHAT. I AM LAUGHING SO HARD OMG.
IT LOOKS SO UNIMPRESSED.
YOU EXPECT A SWEET LITTLE FACE LIKE VILPLUME’S BUT GET GEODUDES AND IT’S A SHOCK TO YOUR BRAIN. AHHHH.
Favorite Films | Constantine (2005)
Angels and demons can’t cross over into our plane. So instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon’s touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.
