Bienvenue, tout le monde, et bonjour. I am Joséphine and this is my blog. Here you will find history of all kinds and the occassional ravings of a crazy Frenchwoman. Do enjoy your stay here.
This was my art school’s water fountain. Drink from them wolf tiddies
I love this and want it in my home
This was submitted to the wrong blog. This is not merely socially acceptable but, in fact, laudatory. It’s a patriotic message reminding all Roman citizens to stay hydrated. The Capitoline She-Wolf nourishes all.
If you want to be friends with me you don’t have to be “Hi, um, can, ya know, we be friends?”
It is 1000000000000000000000% percent ok if you just go into my inbox can go. “Man, I am so fucking pissed off at fucking Michael.” And I’ll most likely respond with, “Oh shit! What did Michael do now?“
this is such a good post because asking ppl if you can be friends can make them feel so uncomfortable but if you approach them like this its SO EASY to start a conversation and let a friendship develop naturally
In 2013, archaeologists made a morbid discovery in an ancient Maya city in Mexico - a mass grave of dismembered and decapitated skeletons. The mass grave was estimated to be approximately 1,400 years old and contained the remains of 24 people. Hatchet marks were discovered on the cervical vertebrae and most limbs had been severed. Out of the 24 bodies, just two were women. It was noted that some of the skulls contained jade tooth decorations which indicated high social status.