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Those moments. Those entire nights. You have her all to yourself. She just lies there watching the movie infront of you. Her arms tucked up infront of her. Her hands nestled beneath her head. You watch how her body moves as she breaths. Your eyes roaming all over her skin. Then you touch her, just resting you upon her hip softly. She jumps a little, turns and smiles at you then returns to the film. You feel warm, a blissful feeling as your fingers trip their way over her skin. She purrs and scrunches her shoulders in quiet contentment sensing the movements without watching. Shuffling backward against you, safe, happy, yours!
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"mommy how did you meet daddy"
well you see he commented on my text post and it was smooth as fuck
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
**Edited and added, since now I can say it without crying.*
My Dad committed suicide on January 13, 2013. He suffered from depression for 10 years, and I was lucky to have him around as long as I did. In his honor I got the last thing he wrote to me on my bicep in his handwriting in blue ink, his favorite color. I’ll miss him forever, and now I’ll have a reminder that he loves me every time I look in the mirror.
I just saw this in the tattoo tag but arrrghehfdhsuih I just wanna hug you, this is such a special tattoo.
seriously just got chills, may God comfort your heart. i could never imagine losing my mom or dad.
today this girl asked me if we were hiring and we are but i told her we weren’t because right now im the prettiest girl that works here and if she got hired i wouldn’t be anymore
I remember Mum and Dad saying just before my 7th birthday that I can either have a party or get a dog, I chose a dog. We saved Rusty from a breeder and when we first got him he was riddled with fleas, his fur was all matted and his diet consisted of Fruitloops and other crazy food. During April of 2011 we noticed a growth on his hip, it was a cancerous tumour and the vet said we would have to amputate his back leg but we didn’t want to do that to him. They said he would only last a month and sure enough he has lasted a whole year. His cancer has gotten really bad and he’s now covered in tumours. He’s been my best friend over the last 13 years and bought many great times and laughs to my family. He’s been the best dog ever and saying goodbye tomorrow is going to be extremely tough. I love you Rusty xxx
ok can i just say that i liked this post when it had 20 notes which was like an hour ago