ClassyHeadMess
The way this classy bitch gets down at the farm.  My friend’s goat named Link.  They couldn’t butcher him… Don’t worry, I still don’t eat meat.

The way this classy bitch gets down at the farm.  My friend’s goat named Link.  They couldn’t butcher him… Don’t worry, I still don’t eat meat.

I wish my cat would stop French kissing my fingers. - ClassyHeadMess
If you don’t love them, you don’t know love.
fluffaykitties:

=^.^=

If you don’t love them, you don’t know love.

fluffaykitties:

=^.^=

When women had real bodies.

When women had real bodies.

If you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing was ever going to happen again.
C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (via dauthius)

If you don’t love like this, you should.  If you aren’t loving this way, you aren’t really experiencing the joy of living. 

cwnl:

“When my husband died, because he was so famous & known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me — it still sometimes happens — & ask me if Carl changed at the end & converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage & never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief & precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting.

Every single moment that we were alive & we were together was miraculous — not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… That pure chance could be so generous & so kind… That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space & the immensity of time… That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me & it’s much more meaningful…

The way he treated me & the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other & our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.“

- Ann Druyan, talking about her husband, Carl Sagan

Story of my life.

Story of my life.

dickcat:

Soon.
Via The Internets
frankiethebaron:
pleasedonttouchthat:

Raw/Vegan Salted Caramel Chocolate Pecan Torte
Not really happy with the photos, but one of my favorite recipes ever. I’ll have to make it again just to take better pictures.

pleasedonttouchthat:

Raw/Vegan Salted Caramel Chocolate Pecan Torte

Not really happy with the photos, but one of my favorite recipes ever. I’ll have to make it again just to take better pictures.

Coolest way to learn the alphabet, ever.
retrogasm:

Edward Gorey

Coolest way to learn the alphabet, ever.

retrogasm:

Edward Gorey

Crazies have been around for years telling people that the world is going to end.  They give their entire life savings to these nut jobs.  For being so stupid, that’s what they get!
theconstantbuzz:

© Life

Crazies have been around for years telling people that the world is going to end.  They give their entire life savings to these nut jobs.  For being so stupid, that’s what they get!

theconstantbuzz:

© Life

These are flowers my daughter sent me when she was in Iraq.  She’s safe now.

These are flowers my daughter sent me when she was in Iraq.  She’s safe now.