15 years old.
There isn't much to it, this is me.
The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.
My wife and I just had our African wedding celebration with her side of the family. It was off the charts.
This is too adorable
- (via t-inybones)
Clever way of getting his features in there
Utilizing the critical thinking skills and greater levels of maturity assumed by my college degree, I deduced that I could make butt pancakes.
i wasnt gonna reblogg but then
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.