Emily Ann
vineyard-sails:

lillyandleopard:

Emily of Bows and Depos

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themanwithfrozenhearts:

im a really affectionate person once you get past my 5 layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike, and loneliness

awwww-cute:

My friend had her daughters at a zoo when she heard, “Ma’am, there’s a lemur on your baby

awwww-cute:

My friend had her daughters at a zoo when she heard, “Ma’am, there’s a lemur on your baby

gettingsweptaways:

Wow Disney Channel has really expanded its dialogue.

blue-author:

thegoodshipotp:

deepfriedtwinkie:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG A CORGI PLAYING WITH THE BOINGY DOORSTOP THING

THE BOINGY DOORSTOP THING

I hate when people on Tumblr use this impenetrable technical jargon. Not everyone has a degree in architectural engineering.

blue-author:

thegoodshipotp:

deepfriedtwinkie:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG A CORGI PLAYING WITH THE BOINGY DOORSTOP THING

THE BOINGY DOORSTOP THING

I hate when people on Tumblr use this impenetrable technical jargon. Not everyone has a degree in architectural engineering.

shisno:

The front page story of the Wallstreet Journal caught my eye this morning so I decided to take a closer look.

Teddy Goalsevelt.

trendingly:

Bet you thought it was those puppies again, nope.

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ruinedchildhood:

Not gonna lie I thought this was fried chicken

ruinedchildhood:

Not gonna lie I thought this was fried chicken

un-leash-ing:

egberts:

*goes to a party and awkwardly follows friend around the entire time*

*goes to a family reunion and awkwardly follows mom around the entire time*
Showers can wash away anything. Smoke, dirt, tears, his touch, his words.
Advice to myself (via dreamtly)
gueriiita:

amen!

gueriiita:

amen!

You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove. Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring. But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake. No fire. No fury. Just, nothing. And that is worse than hate.