I DON’T CARE!” Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. “I’VE HAD ENOUGH, I’VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON’T CARE ANYMORE!”
“You do care,” said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. “You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it. J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (via kushandwizdom)
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Never trust a man who howls at you like a wolf

without treating you like the moon.

Meggie Royer. Metaphors My Mother Never Taught Me (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

Fucking love this

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ttrincea:

The tattooed chest of a portuguese criminal who died in Lisbon circa 1880. The identity of the man is not known. The tattooed skin was removed from the body to avoid detection in dissections, as the bodies of criminals and outlaws were used for studies. Hundreds of peices of tattooed skin are preserved to this day at the Santa Maria Hospital in Lisbon.
congenitaldisease:

A dissecting room in Jefferson Medical College, Philadelphia, 1902.

First photograph of an electric chair execution. Taken by Tom Howard, 1928.
bitches40ozblunts:

😩 forreal though
ainyanan:

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