Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears. — At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via blackcarbs)

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For those of you that know me, you’d know that I hadn’t talked to my dad in over 10 years. It definitely took a lot of courage to pick up the phone to dial him but today I finally did so. I had to call my grandma to ask for his number, then I had to drive a bit before I called him cause I felt nervous. I’ve been ready to contact him for over a year now, I just finally got the guts to do it. It was nice.


HIGH FIVE!

HIGH FIVE!

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dillondean:

thug life? more like hug life. come here

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milliondollarnigga:

"my fingers…""Are BALLS…"

milliondollarnigga:

"my fingers…"
"Are BALLS…"

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