Me, Being Led To The Guillotine: So, No Head?

margrave opera house, germany.

It’s ok if you’re poor because poor spelled backwards is roop and ROOP HAI TERA SONA SONA SONI TERI PAAYAL

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#so me

walking around the house at night w my cell phone flashlight on instead of turning on the lights feeling like a bronte character with a candle

the rest of the avengers literally aint got shit on tony. parents killed by an assassin. sold to terrorist ring by godfather and legal guardian. open heart surgery w/o anesthetics, magnet powered by car battery in chest so that fucking shrapnels dont slice through his heart. hiking through arabian desert in 57°C with weak heart, injuries and no proper attire. paralyzed and left to die of shrapnel by that same godfather. almost died of a billion volt discharge fighting him. survived head on lighting blast by thor himself. got his house thrown at him after a terrorist attack was sent on his house. been living with palladium poisoning and survived only cause he managed to create a new chemical element with 7% help of his shitbag dead dad. survived an army of killer robots. survived the beating of two supersoldiers and laying beaten to pulp mid-siberia exposed to the negative 25 degrees celsius. survived an angry hulk attack and almost subdued the bitch through brute force. attached himself to a nuke and flew it through a wormhole into space, free fell from the fucking sky and almost hit the ground with full force. survived getting attacked by 20th century deadliest assassin slash super soldier with only bullet proof glasses and one (1) gauntlet. saved his damn self from being captured and tied up by killian. survived a dead drop in kansas. survived the full blast of a power stone. got an ENTIRE FUCKING MOON, A WHOLE FUCKING CELESTIAL BODY THROWN AT HIM HEAD ON, AND GOT UP 4 SECONDS LATER, UNBOTHERED, SHAKING THE DUST OFF HIS SHOULDER. ALL THIS WHILE BEING A 100% HUMAN AND UNTRAINED LIKE DO YOU ALL JUST IGNORE HOW FUCKING BADASS AND UNKILLABLE THIS MAN IS OR DOES STEVE NEED TO DROP THE “EARTHS BEST DEFENDER” ON YOUR OBLIVIOUS ASSES AGAIN

‘By the time you see this announcement,’ he says, 'I will be dead.’ He goes on to say that it wasn’t a career in law enforcement that killed him but two packs of cigarettes a day. I saw this at about three o'clock in the morning, alone in my apartment, on a black-and-white set with lots of interference. White noise and snow. He seemed to be speaking directly at me, right out of the television set.  For a moment I was disoriented, seized by panic; could a ghost embody itself through wavelengths, electronic dots, a picture tube? What are the dead, anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?’         - The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Evening Public Ledger, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, June 9, 1919

Lago di Como. Italy

i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it 

“The answer would be: I write because I have read.”

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