Delphine LaLaurie was a sadistic socialite who lived in New Orleans. Her home was a chamber of horrors. On April 10, 1834, a fire broke out in the mansion’s kitchen, and firefighters found two slaves chained to the stove. They appeared to have started the fire themselves, in order to attract attention. The firefighters were lead by other slaves to the attic, where the real surprise was. Over a dozen disfigured and maimed slaves were manacled to the walls or floors. Several had been the subjects of gruesome medical experiments. One man appeared to be part of some bizarre sex change, a woman was trapped in a small cage with her limbs broken and reset to look like a crab, and another woman with arms and legs removed, and patches of her flesh sliced off in a circular motion to resemble a caterpillar. Some had had their mouths sewn shut, and had subsequently starved to death, whilst others had their hands sewn to different parts of their bodies. Most were found dead, but some were alive and begging to be killed, to release them from the pain. LaLaurie fled before she could be bought to justice – she was never caught.
PLEASE DO NOT MAKE A MOVIE OUT OF THIS
a commercial for dominos was just on and i guess i was lovingly staring at the tv because my mom says to my dad “i wish you still looked at me like haley’s looking at that pizza”
- Jimmy Carr: Marriages are pretty gay already, full of cakes, celebrations, confetti...adding another man would actually do well to make them more heterosexual.
- David Mitchell: That is flawless logic.
Today, while walking across campus to my history class, someone called me a fat ass and said I should stop eating. People fucking suck.
So I have decided that I need to start working on learning to love myself.
So I’m starting with this. It is Topless Tuesday, isn’t it? :P
I’ve never really liked my body, I’ve always felt insecure and I’ve gotten made fun of for the way I look.
I get it. I’m not tiny. I have big thighs, I have an ass, I’ve got a pudgy stomach, I’ve got stretch marks on my thighs, my sides, my belly, everywhere.
But I’m still beautiful. I’m still worthy of being loved. I don’t deserve to be catcalled from 5 feet behind me telling me to “shake my fat ass.”
And it’s high time I felt good about myself :)
Was going back through tumblrs’ past, figured I’d reblog this, because she’s a gorgeous woman, and the best cousin anybody could ask for. :)
Love ya MiLo :)
Also added to queue for my lovely daywalking tumblrs, and for those on the night shift that still can’t get enough. :)
Awww, Edward. You’re awesome :P
Follow ^this guy^. He’s fucking wonderful, my best friend, and the coolest cat I know.
This is my adorable friend Miss MiLo and she’s just looking as sexy as ever. Lovvee youu deary(: