amwfcouples:

Hi! I stumbled across your blog and it made me so happy to find other amwf couples! Do you mind if I share a picture of me and my korean boyfriend? :DThank you!


Glad it made you happy! I feel the same whenever I find AMWF couples :) Of course! Everyone please feel free to submit photos! :D

amwfcouples:

Hi! I stumbled across your blog and it made me so happy to find other amwf couples! Do you mind if I share a picture of me and my korean boyfriend? :D
Thank you!

Glad it made you happy! I feel the same whenever I find AMWF couples :) Of course! Everyone please feel free to submit photos! :D

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galactic-kat:

wasarahbi:

emes:

leeantsypantsy:

all-aboutqoqo:



“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.

galactic-kat:

wasarahbi:

emes:

leeantsypantsy:

all-aboutqoqo:

“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.

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redirisheyes:

bffl.

itsraininbritishmen:

moriarghty:

WHY HAVE I NEVER SEEN THIS ON TUMBLR - I FEEL LIKE THIS ISSUE NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED.

I FEEL LIKE I HAVE BEEN DENIED A GREAT HONOR.

.let me tell you kids a story right now. 

this GUY WENT FISHING AT THIS LAKE-OCEAN DROPOFF NEAR TAMPA. AND MY FATHER HAPPENED TO BE FISHING NEAR THE SAME PLACE. SO THIS KID HAD A TANGLED LINE AND MY DAD HELPED THE LITTLE SHIT, AND AFTERWARDS MY DAD GOES LIKE “YOU LOOK LIKE ONE OF THOSE HARRY POTTER KIDS, MY DAUGHTER HAS THIS BLONDE KID O N HER LAPTOP BACKGROUND, AND YOU LOOK LIKE HIM. AND THEN MY DAD SAYS THAT THIS LITTLE SHIT RIGHT HERE JUST CHUCKLES AND ASKS MY DAD TO CALL ME ON THE PH ONE. SO THATS HOW I TALKED TO TOM FELTON FOR ABOUT A MINUTE AND HE ASKED ME ABOUT SCHOOL AND HOW I  LIKED THE BOOKS AND THE MOVIES AND HOW I DIED FOR LIKE A LIFETIME.

AND THEN MY DAD ASKED HIM “SO YOU ARE THE HARRY POTTER KID”. AND HES LIKE “YEAH” AND THATS HOW I DIED AND MY FATHER HAD A 10 MIN CONVERSATION WITH THIS FUCKER ABOUT FISHING.

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vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

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greenhoused:

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