Denim and Pomade

Hi, I'm Cory Morris. I'm a diesel truck mechanic from the great state of Kentucky. I play many instruments and I like trucks, tattoos, cars, motorcycles, and vintage things.

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Glade plug in new scent 2016

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Just wanted to brag to tumblr that my fiance and I just bought a house. And it's awesome. That's all

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Busting out that new hit tip toeing on my smart money habits

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[420-memes-yolo]

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Me, everyone.

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Six months until I get to marry this lil miss greatnorthernwind

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Rat/f1-style model A

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Pikes Peak

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njborn95, you get off with a warning this time, I can’t find it in my tags, so maybe I didn’t post it. But I’m watching you.

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BANG BANG

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greatnorthernwind

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I was never one to have a big heart for animals. I never wanted to feel any sort of feelings about a small creature that didn't have any sort of material worth to me. I always just felt content going day by day just living my life as is, nothing to worry about except for taking care of myself. All that changed when this beautiful little kitten was rescued from the woods. I was skeptical at first, as I was not the one who found her, and my family had also never had any cats. But over time as she lived in our barn I became fascinated with her personality, the way she played with things, her curiosity, her resilience. She wasn't the typical beautiful cat you found on the internet. With her speckled fur, small and weak build and a particularly bratty personality, she defined her own line. My heart grew soft with this animal and on some days I would consider her feelings and well being. This change of heart is what allowed me to open my heart and realize what I had lost after selfishly leaving my future wife to be. I saw what I had in her, and how desperately I needed her. All because of a small, dirty looking cat. Fast forward a few months, my wife to be and I have a wonderful relationship, the cat has become like family to us. Nothing could stop us. Every night when I got home from work, she would greet me in the driveway by jumping up in my truck and we would sit and listen to the radio for a bit as I gave her some good scratchings, I would finally let her in the barn to get her food, but on special nights, she would get to come inside where she would lay right on my stomach keeping me perfectly warm. Often I would fall asleep like this. Nothing could ever replace this feeling of first time love for an animal. Yesterday morning, Hubert was hit by a car and taken from this world. I find it odd and confusing that just a few days ago, I had put a reflective collar on her to keep her visible in the nighttime, but she had somehow gotten it off. Obviously this is divine intervention. As mad and upset with myself as I am, I find myself slightly at peace knowing that this purely beautiful and innocent soul is resting in heaven for cats. I pray that there's plenty of food and love for her there because she deserves it. Hubert if you can hear me, daddy loves you and is sorry I wasn't there for you. I miss you so much and I love you, hopefully someday we'll get to sit in my truck and listen to the radio again.

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gym class

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So I hadn’t yet come out to my mum and today I got home to see that someone had changed the cover on my bed to this

And then I saw that they left a note on the bed, so I went over to take a look at it and

My mum is the best 

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Whenever I see this I think well what if you weren’t gay and you came home one day to this