ronaldpbarba:
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.
Though the story is possibly fake (This is Tumblr, come on! And shut up. I just got finished arguing about gay rights and am still a little argumentative.) I feel like if I ever marry this is the type of man I would hope to be hitched to.
(via fusels)
2:33 am • 18 January 2012 • 96,390 notes
The dog collapsed Aiden’s fort.
Aiden: Oh, good Osc.
Aiden: Thanks for doing that, Osc.
Apparently I find it hilarious when 5-year-olds use sarcasm.
11:51 am • 16 January 2012
So I think my entire storyboard is going to look like this piece of shit. *shrugs*
8:35 pm • 14 January 2012
I fed myself and put music on.
Now I have to buckle down and write this script… and draw up these storyboards. .__.
1:45 pm • 14 January 2012
I’m currently waiting for the blue nail polish I applied on my toenails to dry.
You know, in case you were curious or something.
I had to skip one toe because there’s blood that I need to clean off in the way.
Just saying.
12:04 am • 14 January 2012
“Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me.” - Titanic (1997)
(Source: lawyerupasshole, via thosewerethe90s)
1:07 am • 13 January 2012 • 7,987 notes
I can’t decide if I want to watch a Leo movie (sigh), read, or do something else. Maybe just go to bed. I don’t know, so I keep thinking of nonsense shit to do on the computer. What is my life?
12:33 am • 13 January 2012
They got me balloons. I dig balloons.
10:16 pm • 11 January 2012
