this would be my friends. bless them.
THERE HASN’T BEEN A TIME when i see this picture in my dash and i don’t reblog it.
The baby’s face. oh my god I cant .
babysitting, you’re doing it right.
im pretty sure this is like, the third time i’ve reblogged this. OH WELL
I HAVE THAT SAME DISH IN MY KITCHEN OMG
(Source: andafern, via ernest-lancaster)
I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.