I wear red lipstick so I can mark my territory like tea mugs, sandwiches and boys.
Eating dinner out with my family is hard when I forget my lipstick. Whose water glass is this?!
I wear red lipstick so I can mark my territory like tea mugs, sandwiches and boys.
Eating dinner out with my family is hard when I forget my lipstick. Whose water glass is this?!
A part of me really wants to go back and try to rewatch InuYasha for the nostalgia kick, but a part of me really doesn’t want to relive those awkward middle school memories.
forever-is-just-another-infinite:
Six hundred goddamn AD
Six hundred. Goddamn AD.
This needs to be en-grained in every single living human.
I’m going to write this in my parent’s anniversary card.
(Source: hadeiadel-blog)
My dad’s change of command ceremony was today, he passed command of the battalion over to the next lieutenant colonel. The ceremony was up on a hill and the wind was incredible and, during the ceremony, one of the marine’s hats blew off but he couldn’t do anything without breaking rank. Without a pause, my dad ran over in the middle, put the marine’s hat back on, and patted him on the back.
Despite the band, the speeches, the recognition, that was my favorite part and when I felt most proud of my dad. He takes care of his marines no matter how small the matter.
My car and I are actually really similar like we’re both gorgeous and classy on the outside but screwed up like crazy on the inside.
I can hear the Frozen soundtrack blaring from my brother’s room next door as he studies and I’m cracking up.
He’s a sixteen-year-old, 6'4" football player.
I have to watch Super Size Me for my Health/Fitness class. Hello again, dear old friend, childhood trauma.
My mom and I were watching the news and she was also looking at housing floor plans but when the President came on the TV she said, “That’s terrible. He’s an awful kitchen.”