my lola has been telling me that i need to wear red lipstick because it’s the lady thing to do haha. I truly admire her rules of a young lady back in the day(:
Little kids waiting in line:
‘Mommy I wanna be the first one to go in’
Me:
‘I’ve waited 11 god damn years for this, I will be going in first’
LMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAO^
I’m grateful for every new week that I get to spend with the woman I have loved my entire life.
I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. FORTY-SEVEN. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. My heart died at that moment.
That’s love
I just teared up pretty hard, I’m not going to lie. If only everyone was as appreciative as this man. <3
fucksociety95: this picture should have more then the amount of notes it has, this shows us that not ever thing is “picture perfect” and that behind that smile and those eyes there is fear . So I beg you to please reblog this instead of a pair of shoes, someone smoking a blunt, and clothes … because this picture is literally worth 1,000 words.











