The only proof I have that I was ever pregnant with my sweet angel
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Andulka
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
we're not kids anymore.
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@trishnicoletaylor
The only proof I have that I was ever pregnant with my sweet angel
Snow flakes falls softly into crystal clear water. Beautiful. Source
Ah, to be a snowflake softly falling into crystal clear water!
This is mesmerizing
I miss the way Christmas felt when I was little
Mothers day is hard when your mother wants nothing to do with you, yet lives about 15 minutes away. I'll never understand how someone can have so much hate to push all of their family away, especially their own children. I would have given anything for my pregnancy to continue and have a healthy child. I just don't understand😔
“Surviving Theater 9” tells the true story of writer, director, actor Tim McGrath during the midnight screening of “The Dark Night Rises” in Aurora Colorado on July 20, 2012. McGrath survived an extraordinarily traumatic event, like hundreds of others in our country, and decided to tell the story with his fellow survivors like Kim Woodruff, a Columbine survivor and Jacob Garrett, Aurora survivor who was 11-years-old at the time of the shooting. In the film, viewers begin to see how survivors attempt to cope, experience PTSD and make efforts to heal, all while showcasing the many resources and outlets where survivors can begin to rebuild.
Pillow 1: beneath my head
Pillow 2: between my knees
Pillow 3: the huggin’ pillow
Pillow 4: against my back to anchor me to this plane of reality
pillows 5-8 do not have formalized roles but are able to arrange themselves into a nest as needed
Please watch this piece of gold on religion and accepting gay people from One Day at a Time (wait for the plot twist…)
me: *opens a message 2 seconds after waking up* haha… i’ll reply to this later… *snoozes*
me two weeks later: wait a minute… Fuck
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Red hair. Hmmmm 😍
My girls💕