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SO THIS GUY IN MY ENGLISH IS DOING A PROJECT FOR BIO WHERE HE GETS A DUCKLING TO IMPRINT ON HIM SO HE JUST CARRIES IT AROUND WITH HIM TO ALL OF HIS CLASSES AND I SWEAR THIS DUCK IS THE MOST WELL BEHAVED FUCKING POULTRY IVE EVER SEEN IT JUST SITS ON HIS DESK QUIETLY AND SOMETIMES HE PUTS IT IN HIS POCKET AND IT JUST SLEEPS LIKE WOW YOU GO DUCKY
Adulthood doesn’t mean you stop drinking juice pouches and eating fruit snacks. It means buying your own.
That’s deep
Amen.
(Source: masakispreciousface)
Oh, my god - finally. Finally, a picture of these two I can put on my blog because I actually like it, not because I’m trying to make some stupid point. To be honest, I don’t even care about whether or not we’re looking at a baby bump here. All I can see is that, for the first time (at least in my overly-critical opinion), she is convincing me that she really loves him. I’ve failed miserably to see that in other pictures, many of which are beautiful, but none, until this one, have I been able to think of as just plain pretty. Here she is smiling (not pouting), her hair isn’t all up in her face, and they’re not goofing around or wearing silly hats or trying to look like photography subjects. There is love in their eyes and I’m actually seeing it.
As for the rumor that they may be expecting (totally unconfirmed at this point in time), I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. These are exactly the kind of people who should be having children. Most other people aren’t. Old pessimistic cynics like me did our children a favor by not having them, but these are the crazy nut-case right-brainers who actually believe that world peace is possible, the deluded little dears. I blogged about people like that earlier today, and I confess it wasn’t too flattering, but even I, who sincerely believes that life has no purpose whatsoever, have to admit that a baby is a beautiful thing. That said, I do hope that if this rumor turns out to be true, we won’t have to listen to too many musings about the body being a vessel and all that female cosmic crap. I can be nice, but there’s a limit. As I write this, incidentally, my next door neighbor’s toddler is throwing his hourly tantrum. Love and light, Braelyn. You’re going to need it. ♥☀
Um. Is she pregnant? O.o