fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my George Costanza tattoo done by Paul Aherne in Spilled Ink, Dublin. It’s my seventh tattoo and he did an amazing job, I’m such a huge Seinfeld fan. I just need George on me everyday to remind me that no matter how bleak things look, something as good as Seinfeld exists. And that always makes my day better. (Say hello/propose to me at youretheoneformefatti.tumblr.com)

fuckyeahtattoos:

This is my George Costanza tattoo done by Paul Aherne in Spilled Ink, Dublin. It’s my seventh tattoo and he did an amazing job, I’m such a huge Seinfeld fan. I just need George on me everyday to remind me that no matter how bleak things look, something as good as Seinfeld exists. And that always makes my day better. (Say hello/propose to me at youretheoneformefatti.tumblr.com)


therhumboogie:

By Adrián Villar Rojas, a most fascinating environmental sculpture, a to scale blue whale situated in Ushuaia, Ukraine. The subtle addition of the tree stumps to make it look like it is already being assimilated by nature, brilliant touch.

To come across this in the woods would be so magical. I wish it wasn’t so far away from me. 



You can’t go out and play until you eat all your baby squid salad.

You can’t go out and play until you eat all your baby squid salad.


I love his face! 

I love his face! 



Buster Keaton is my new obsession. 


whoneedsfeminism:

My daughters should not have a truck grabbed out of their hands by an adult and handed to a male cousin because, “This is a boy toy anyway.”
My son shouldn’t be ridiculed because his favorite color is pink.  

whoneedsfeminism:

My daughters should not have a truck grabbed out of their hands by an adult and handed to a male cousin because, “This is a boy toy anyway.”

My son shouldn’t be ridiculed because his favorite color is pink.  


Is this not how everyone spends their friday nights? 

Is this not how everyone spends their friday nights? 


Today…

I met a cat. His name, Tiger, was written in diamond studs on his collar. He was sitting on his front porch. He let me pet him while he rolled around in the autumn leaves. He tried to follow me home, I told him he could not, he tried to block my path but later decided to let me go. Moral of the story Tiger, has cured me of my fear of cats.