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15 seconds.
Just take 15 seconds out of your busy lives to see what a squirrel does after a hard day of squirrelling.
Northern Gate Musical. 1,589 likes · 607 talking about this. A musical based on the music of Tyr and the epic Færeyinga Saga, the story of the conquest...
Broadway Musical based on the Faroese Sagas and the epic music of TYR!!!
John Bush is God
Singing with Metallica
Survivors have scars. Victims have graves.
Something that I need carved in my bones. (via beagmactire)
Týr - The Lay Of Our love
TYR!!! Take me to Valhalla.......
Today is apparently my tumblr birthday!! I am 3!! Yay!!
If you love metal take just 49 seconds and listen to this preview of my favorite band Mortal Divine!!
Trust me! :)
These are a few of my favourite things
my sweet friend Heri Joensen
if my heart could speak
yep. seriously
Going to see Mortal Divine June 20. Â Anyone here from Greensboro?
Pellek’s power metal cover of The Fox by Ylvis. Only version of the song I will accept
Oops. Made another. Had to because he’s so fabulous. XD <3
WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
xoxoxoxoxoox
wear your war paint
whether it’s makeup, a band tshirt, your fandom pins, tattoos, jewelry, your favorite ripped pair of jeans, or something no one else can touch or see like your favorite song repeating like a mantra in your head, the sound of your own heartbeat, or the knowledge that you were brave enough to get out of bed today when everything else inside you said “no”
wear your war paint and kick ass
Sabaton - Carolean’s Prayer