A sixth grader’s advice to future sixth graders.
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Damn, kid. You speak truth.
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i needed this a lot a lot a lot
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people used to have to paint their own selfies
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Kell fell asleep on the couch one night so we gave him a pillow and a blanket Which we made out of kleenex because we always have those around on our coffee table for when we watch feely stuff
MY HEART
doesn’t even go with my blog but i can’t scroll past this without regretting not reblogging it.
#how does a cat with a kleenex pillow ‘not go with your blog’#what the fuck are you doing with your life
it’s like a kitty sleeping beauty
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A tiger mother lost her cubs from premature labour. Shortly after she became depressed and her health declined, and she was diagnosed with depression. So they wrapped up piglets in tiger cloth, and gave them to the tiger. The tiger now loves these pigs and treats them like her babies.
I HAD TO… i felt forced.
OH MY GOD THE FEELS ARE UNREAL
pigs in blankets.
JFKLDSJFSdj/dkjsggflks;’fkdlfsddsdf
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if you’re having a bad day here is a baby polar bear being tickled
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if u feel sad right now look at this bunny eating a flower
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the cat looks so ashamed to have gone along with this
Guy: high five
Cat: …
Cat:…
Cat: *sighs* fiiiine
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that is fuckin animated rain what the hell
be still my heart
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An unlocked home isn’t asking to be broken into, and the family inside isn’t asking to be murdered. A child playing in the park isn’t asking to be kidnapped. An elderly woman at an ATM isn’t asking to be mugged. A drunk girl at a party isn’t asking to be raped. Just because we are vulnerable, doesn’t mean we are begging for maleficence.
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how am i meant to control my life i can’t even control my hair
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| Rebecca, age 8: | When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love. |
| Terri, age 4: | Love is what makes you smile when you're tired. |
| Danny, age 7: | Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. |
| Nikka, age 6: | If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate. |
| Elaine, age 5: | Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken. |
| Chris, age 7: | Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford. |
| Mary Ann, age 4: | Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day. |