September302014
10AM
9AM
coffee-coffee:

Click here for more coffee!

coffee-coffee:

Click here for more coffee!

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September262014
givingblowjobs:

smallrooms:

1 bedroom apartment floorplan

this is all i need

givingblowjobs:

smallrooms:

1 bedroom apartment floorplan

this is all i need

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September252014
pushculture:

There is nothing I am craving more

pushculture:

There is nothing I am craving more

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7PM

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September242014

Robert Downey Jr and his son, Exton, for Vanity Fair

Robert Downey Jr and his son, Exton, for Vanity Fair

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12PM
September232014
Ty’s Tuesday Tumblr Tale
(Where I find a random photo on Tumblr and write a story behind it, all stories are fiction) 
The fall leaves were just settling in, it will be Thanksgiving soon and it will be the first turkey day  in my new life.  I was passed around foster homes for many years, till finally, this family took me in. Glen and Cathy are great, don’t get me wrong, having already popped out two perfect grade A kids in middle school, they decided they would adopt versus trying to have a baby and risk complication. Glen works with intense chemicals that have probably done a number on his ability to have kids anywhere. 
I am very mature for my age, since I have had to look out for myself, having came from a number of foster parents that were very mean and destructive couples. Many of them got rid of me before I created enough of a fuss that would ruin their reputation. 
Cathy is a writer, and have already wrote a National bestseller about raising kids and my bet is that she monopolizes on me and the experience they get from adopting so old. 
Thanksgiving for me has never been the stereotyped, huge turkey, homemade cranberry sauce and home made stuffing. No, it was more like the thanksgiving version of the Hungry Man line of frozen diners. One of the most fond memories I have as a small kid is making hand turkeys with my family from Chicago when I was five or six. Three of the kids in the house were old enough to use scissors in the house and we were able to make them. We coloured in the feathers with crayons. 
Cathy said that there will be all of that at this Thanksgiving. There is going to be fresh corn, potatoes, turnips, I don’t even know what turnips taste like, probably gross but I will still eat them. She even said there might be pumpkin pie too. I had pumpkin pie once, it was a piece shared between six kids, I ended up hogging it all. That was when I was taken out of the Millers home because I got belted for my greed and I told the nice lady who came to talk to all of use about possible unsafe environment for the kids. 

Ty’s Tuesday Tumblr Tale

(Where I find a random photo on Tumblr and write a story behind it, all stories are fiction) 

The fall leaves were just settling in, it will be Thanksgiving soon and it will be the first turkey day  in my new life.  I was passed around foster homes for many years, till finally, this family took me in. Glen and Cathy are great, don’t get me wrong, having already popped out two perfect grade A kids in middle school, they decided they would adopt versus trying to have a baby and risk complication. Glen works with intense chemicals that have probably done a number on his ability to have kids anywhere. 

I am very mature for my age, since I have had to look out for myself, having came from a number of foster parents that were very mean and destructive couples. Many of them got rid of me before I created enough of a fuss that would ruin their reputation. 

Cathy is a writer, and have already wrote a National bestseller about raising kids and my bet is that she monopolizes on me and the experience they get from adopting so old. 

Thanksgiving for me has never been the stereotyped, huge turkey, homemade cranberry sauce and home made stuffing. No, it was more like the thanksgiving version of the Hungry Man line of frozen diners. One of the most fond memories I have as a small kid is making hand turkeys with my family from Chicago when I was five or six. Three of the kids in the house were old enough to use scissors in the house and we were able to make them. We coloured in the feathers with crayons. 

Cathy said that there will be all of that at this Thanksgiving. There is going to be fresh corn, potatoes, turnips, I don’t even know what turnips taste like, probably gross but I will still eat them. She even said there might be pumpkin pie too. I had pumpkin pie once, it was a piece shared between six kids, I ended up hogging it all. That was when I was taken out of the Millers home because I got belted for my greed and I told the nice lady who came to talk to all of use about possible unsafe environment for the kids. 

(Source: 500px.com, via thewalkinginbetween)

September202014
babezian:

"We’re not obsessed"

babezian:

"We’re not obsessed"

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