Grand Duchess Maria as a baby, 1899.
Vocaloid songs for each Zodiac.
Libra: Floating Love, Moon Flower - Gumi/Gakupo
Aquarius: Pokerface - Gumi
Virgo: Fortune Diver - Meiko
Scorpio: Rotten Girl, Grotesque Romance - Miku
Gemini: Matryoshka - Gumi/Miku
Cancer: Kokoro - Rin
Capricorn: Coward Mont Blanc - Gumi
Pisces: Sorry to you - Gumi
Leo: Love is War - Miku
Aries: iNSaNiTY - Miki/Kaito
Taurus: Last Night, Good Night - Miku
Sagittarius: The Disappearance of Miku Hatsune - Miku
WERR ZATS UNFORTUNATE
I can’t remember if I reblogged this already but idc I have to
the sad thing is that the main character girl looks a lot like me when I was idk, 17 or something…… OTLLOLOLOLOL.
Never not funny. Never not reblog.
omg
I know I reblogged this before, but this time I made my own alternatives :D
lkjfk;fjf;dsa
omg….
THE LAST ONE.
sugoi yeah nihon
Adding to the chain:
Winx Club oh my God. YES.
HORY SHET, FURANSU
that was canada?!!!
FYUCK
ASCKVLFHKLDGM WINX OMFG SHIT
the last one tho the best THE BEST *O*
IT IS BACK
IT’S BACK
so Sofia and I were at english class and we were looking at pics at the book when…
I’m a lesbian so i must have a crush on every girl i see.I have alot of guy friends so i must be fucking every single one of them.
I smile alot, so i must have the perfect life.
I listen to reggae, so I must be a stoner.
My opinion matters, so I must be a bitch.
I’m comfortable with my body, so I get around?
I’m friends with a lot of guys, so I’ve must have hooked up with all of them.
I like to help out, so I must be a suck up.
I’m black, so I must be ghetto.
I’m black, so I must be stupid.
I’m Mexican, so I must be low class.
I’m bisexual, so I must get around.
I’m straight up blunt, so I must be a bitch.
I like to drink, so I must be an alcoholic.
I don’t hang out with guys, so I must be a lesbian.
I cut myself so I must be emo.
I’m bisexual, so none of my girl friends can feel safe.
I laugh and smile, so I cannot be depressed.
I like spending my day at home, so I don’t have any friends
I am gay, so i must be bullied
Most of my friends are dudes, so I must be a tomboy.
I’m on Tumblr, so I must have zero friends in real life
I’m a Muslim, so I must be a terrorist
I make alot of mistakes so I must be stupid/retarded.
I strongly defend LGBT so I must be gay.
I’m from a broken family, so I must be a rebel.
I like rasta colors, so I must smoke weed.
I’ve had sex, so I must be a slut.
I’ve made mistakes, so I must be untrustworthy.
I really love him, so I must hold on.
I’m a Filipino, so I must be a maid.
I really love him, so I must be taken for granted.
I’m a Politician, so I must be corrupt.
I’m Blonde, so I must be really stupid.
I’m wearing a black shirt, so I must be emo.
I wear make up, so I must be a flirt.
I make alot of mistakes, so I must be hated.
I am a teenager, so I must be misunderstood.
Call me a history nerd, but I’ve always been intrigued and enchanted by the history of Russia, particularly by the encounters of the family of Nicholas II, the last Tsar of the Russian Empire, and felt the need to make this post in memory of Anastasia Nikolaevna, the Grand Duchess of the Russian empire back then.
After watching YouTube videos of the songs from the soundtrack of the 1997 movie Anastasia, I’m surprised at how many people don’t know Anastasia’s real story and that the movie was even based on a real person and real events. This post is in memory of Anastasia.
Anastasia was born June 18th, 1901, to Tsar Nicholas II of Russia and his wife Alexandra Fyodorovna. She was the second youngest of five children, the youngest being Alexei, the Tsarevich and her younger brother.
In 1917, the Tsar of Russia abdicated his throne after the disastrous effects of World War I. The royal family was then placed under house arrest in their palace and Vladimir Lenin and the Bolsheviks took over. Russia became the world’s first communist country.
After the Bolsheviks took over, the royal family was transferred to the Ipatiev House in the Ural Mountains of Yekaterinburg, Russia. In 1918, Yakov Yurovsky took over as the Commandant of the Contingent guarding the royal family and earned the trust of the family. But Yurovsky had ulterior motives - Lenin had sent him to the Ipatiev house on a mission.
On the night of 16 July 1918, the royal family was waken from their slumber and asked to enter a small room in the house. They were asked to stand in rows and were told that a photograph was to be taken to show that, contrary to rumors in Moscow, the royal family was still in Russia and had not fled the country. However, the photo was never taken. Instead, guards entered the room and executed all of them with their guns.
When the bodies of the family were on a truck to be taken away, the guards were surprised to find that some of the Romanov girls cried out and moved. They were stabbed with bayonets, but the soldiers were alarmed to notice that their bayonets were bent.
When the guards reached their final destination that morning, Yurovsky ordered all the bodies to be undressed. It was then found that the Romanov girls had corsets filled with diamonds acting as shields, deflecting the bullets and stabs of the guards.
Years after the grisly execution, the bodies of the Romanovs and their servants were found, but not Anastasia’s and Alexei’s. The last photo in this photoset is the last known image of Anastasia.
The mystery of this whole thing intrigues me. What really happened to Anastasia (and Alexei)? What was it like being her, a grand duchess at such a young age? It’s such a pity she died young, barely a month after her 17th birthday. This is one of my favourite parts of learning World History.
This post is in memory of Anastasia Nikolaevna, one of the greatest teenagers in history of all time (in my opinion, at least).
Photo & info credits: Wikipedia.org
