dnatulip:

paper-trees:

phan-tasmagoria:

kochovska:

parenting. you’re doing it right.

Beyond cute omg

i thought it was cute and then i realised what was on the tv and i melted

Dear future husband: if you won’t do this with our daughter/s, I want a divorce :>

bron-tyde:

Oh my god who dosen’t want this on their blog?

chemicaldarkshine:

hardestcopy:

bijou1986:

A Mom went to have dinner with her son who lives with his roommate.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how handsome his roommate was. She had been suspicious about her sons sexuality but being a good mother she felt that he would let her know if and when the time was right but seeing the two together just made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the interaction between the two she wondered even more if there was more here than meets the eye. Her son, sensing his mothers watchfully eye volunteered, “really Mom, I can tell what you’re thinking and you can just get it out of your mind, we are just roommates and nothing more”.

About a week later the roommate remarked, “ever since your mother was here the silver serving platter has been missing, do you think she took it?”

He responded, “Well I’m sure she didn’t but I will email her and ask just to be sure” he sat down and wrote:

Hey Mom
I’m not saying you did take the silver platter from the house and I am not saying you didn’t take it but the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love,
Your Son.

A couple days later he got a response from his mother:

Dear Son,
I am not saying that you do sleep with your roommate and I am not saying that you don’t sleep with him and you know I love you and could care less either way but the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed he would have found the platter under his pillow.
When are the two of you coming for dinner?
Love,
Mom

BEST MOM

I’m crYING

drarna:

instead of learning from my mistakes i like to dwell on them until i have a panic attack

fredydecisive:

Confessions is a public art project that invites people to anonymously share their confessions and see the confessions of the people around them in the heart of the Las Vegas strip.

ejacutastic:

i have childhood memories that i am not 100% sure actually happened or if i dreamed them i really do not know

really nothing nicer than someone saying “saw this and thought of you”

"I wish I had a someone who would oberserve me silently, who would capture all my habits and quirks, and still love me. Someone that would get lost in how my fine features define my face, while smiling or crying, and still love me."

— Elay Neal Moses (via mercurieux)

tempoes:

everyone says “just get out and leave everything behind in the event of a house fire” like no fuck that shit im grabbing every electronic i can hold

maniclaughter:

illhavenumberthinplease:

yoga-body:

00eyecandy:

UGH WHY CAN’T GUYS EVER LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS

Because just like Rapunzel, you aren’t looking at them when they do.

^you my friend have just opened my eyes

 #dear everyone who thinks no one notices them