Reblogged from † † †.
May 21, 2013, 2:52pm
You know, when you have kids and you love them and you’re proud of them you just want to kiss them on the mouth sometimes.
HUHU I WAS AFRAID JADEN WOULD GROW UP AS HOT AS HIS DAD AND MY OVERIES WOULD BE DESTROYED HUHU LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO ME NOW *ovaries explode*
May 17, 2013, 8:19pm
i miss how your lips felt on mine
what can i say
other than you’re an amazing, amazing, amazing kisser.
(and i bet you’re sitting in your bar, missing me too. yep, you’re a bar owner now, how cool is that?)
May 13, 2013, 11:10pm
Reblogged from my work.
May 11, 2013, 7:01pm
Reblogged from 猫の恋.
May 11, 2013, 6:48pm
you are being missed incredibly, deeply, morbidly, painfully, madly.
May 11, 2013, 5:37pm
Real-life Grave of the Fireflies: (Photo) Stoic Japanese orphan, standing at attention having brought his dead younger brother to a cremation pyre, Nagasaki, by Joe O’Donnell 1945
This photograph was taken by an American photojournalist, Joe O’Donnell, in Nagasaki in 1945.
He recently spoke to a Japanese interviewer about this picture:
“I saw a boy about ten years old walking by. He was carrying a baby on his back. In those days in Japan, we often saw children playing with their little brothers or sisters on their backs, but this boy was clearly different. I could see that he had come to this place for a serious reason. He was wearing no shoes. His face was hard. The little head was tipped back as if the baby were fast asleep.
“The boy stood there for five or ten minutes. The men in white masks walked over to him and quietly began to take off the rope that was holding the baby. That is when I saw that the baby was already dead. The men held the body by the hands and feet and placed it on the fire.
“The boy stood there straight without moving, watching the flames. He was biting his lower lip so hard that it shone with blood. The flame burned low like the sun going down. The boy turned around and walked silently away.”
May 09, 2013, 8:12pm