We still haven’t even gotten past the 19th century yet around here.
this is herb
my roommate and I met him by accident at a local thrift store in the late fall and we’ve been friends ever since. we all go to lunch at once a week, and he always has the best stories. he’s an incredible person; he’s ninety-four and is extremely open-minded and cheerful and full of life and even still travels freely on his own. “don’t tell anyone, but for my ninety-fifth birthday I’m going to canada!”
this post means so much to me and i have no idea why
REBLOG THIS IF YOU AREN’T HOMOPHOBIC
I’m putting the usernames in a notebook to give to my family when I finally come out to them. They told me once when I was little that if I ever came out to be gay to not tell anyone because they thought I’d be judged so please reblog so I can show them that people in my generation are different than theirs.
I’m not coming out until I fill the notebook. So if you want to help?
Dinner last night: sweet fried plantains, cilantro-lime jasmine rice, garlicky black bean burrito w/ lazy pico on the side. Looks crazy, tastes crazy-delicious.
"To hate others is ugly.
To hate yourself is uglier."
― Hlovate, Rooftop Rant (via psych-quotes)
man, i don’t think i’ll ever get over this picture.Someone please make this a gif with the stars moving or sparkling!!
Oh my gosh this is amazing