What would you like to happen during an apocalypse?

Choose your girlfriend like your future child has the deciding vote. Your future child does not care how pretty the women is, but cares how steady, how stable, how open, how warm, how caring, how loving, how patient, how virtuous the parent is. If you want to have kids, think about that future child. Think about that future child waking up with colic for the fourth time at night and try to figure out that the child does not care how great that that women’s calves look in high heels, does not care how many Gucci or Hermes handbags she has, doesn’t care how many Dolce Gabbana shoes she has, doesn’t care how nice her hair looks with tinted highlights, doesn’t care how well her mascara hangs from her eye lashes, doesn’t care if she has a pimple, doesn’t care whether her belly is flat, doesn’t care whether her boobs sag or not, but cares rather that the mother’s heart is a warm, accessible open harbor of peace and a future foundation of goodness, love, intimacy, and virtue.

Crystal Reed noticing she has a parking ticket and then being sad about it.

Man, Mom’s kinda crazy.

Dyl: What if I have a weird run? (x)

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