Don’t tell me what to do, you grey piece of shit!
(I called you grey because you’re anonymous, and the avi for anonymous asks are a grey circle with sunglasses)
Visitors of diverse nationalities crowd a casino roulette table in Swaziland, 1969.Photograph by Volkmar K. Wentzel, National Geographic Creative
Dinner for the night. Salmon Cakes, Broccoli, and Yellow Rice. Shoutout to my Mother and Sister for the food.
My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.
To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…
Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again."
sometimes i get mad at australian stereotypes but then i remember that my backyard looks like this
IM FREAKING OUT THIS IS MY BACKYARD HOW DID YOU GET THIS PICTURE??????
never mind i just found my brother’s blog by accident
Hide and seek.
I lost my shit at the one behind the couch pillow.
fun fact (that won’t make this any less cute, I promise): children this age likely have not fully developed object permanence yet, so they think that just because they can’t see you, that means you can’t see them
hence the towels over the heads
Pokemon Pokecenter Imagined in Modern 3D by Evan Liaw