Dance Like Nobody's Watching

“We dressed up as the book Madeline, with six people dressed up as her and me as Ms. Clavel, their teacher. One of the Madelines, however, was the truly special one…the one with the beard, that is. Our experience was hysterical—I’d walk all the girls (and one guy) down the street in two straight lines. Guys would be walking the other way, whistling or hollering at all the pretty ladies. Then, as they got to the back of the line, they’d see my friend Brennan, then they’d see me, and I could tell that they were suddenly wondering if ALL the Madelines were men.”

the last sentence

lmao what

There will never be a time when I don’t reblog this because it is my fave.

My grandpa was in a gang called the “pretty boys” and they had leather jackets with “pretty boys” studded on the back. They didn’t even do anything they just stood around and looked pretty. My only sure goal in life is to keep this legacy alive

please destroy it in the fires of mount doom

This is beautiful

OMFG FUCKING THE MOST POWERFUL FUCKING THING I HAVE EVER READ 🙀🙀🙀🙀❤️❤️❤️❤️

fuck him UPPP

in french we don’t say “i love you” we say “Je voudrais renoncer à rien dans mon passé à sucer la bite” which means “i would have given up anything in my past to find you quicker” and i think that’s adorable

I want to be the house that my children’s friends want to come to, because despite whatever they’re facing at home, they’ll know they’ll find a second family with me and mine.

This is a beautiful goal.