Saw your post. My birthday's tomorrow as well. I'll also be turning 23. My first thought was should I start buying anti aging cream? lol, well Happy ealry Birthday sweetheart. Hope the weather's good wherever you are.
Well thats so cool! Happy early birthday to you as well :D
also I’m in southern California so its nice, (but undeceive, hot one day cool the next)
These are some out of the ordinary romantic comedy like stories I thought were awesome so decided to share them :3
Cuz out of the ordinary is always fun ;D
Kurashita Tsukimi is a “kurage (jelly fish) otaku” girl who wants to be an illustrator. She comes to Tokyo and starts to live in a girl-only apartment Amamizukan. One day she meets a fashionable lady, who saves a jelly fish. But she turns out to be a man in drag. Now he won’t leave her and is even offering to make her over. what will the other Amars think when they find out.
After losing their parents, Fumino and her brother hop from one relative to another. Getting tired of constantly moving, she finally decides to quit school and work to support her brother on her own. As they sat on a park bench, her teacher appears in front of her and agrees to her demand of marrying and supporting both her and her brother!! Is he serious or just playing around…!?
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
NEW YORK — Harry Potter fans, the rumors are true: Albus Dumbledore, master wizard and Headmaster of Hogwarts, is gay. J.K. Rowling, author of the mega-selling fantasy series that ended last summer, outed the beloved character Friday night while appearing before a full house at Carnegie Hall.
After reading briefly from the final book, “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows,” she took questions from audience members.
She was asked by one young fan whether Dumbledore finds “true love.”
"Dumbledore is gay,” the author responded to gasps and applause.
Is she trying to say gay people can’t find true love????
My gay friend just got his hair cute and he looks so cute. I actually find him kinda attractive now….. then something donged on me…. he is Hispanic with a goatee, my ex crush was too, and a lot of my major crushes as well…… O_O
I guess thats how I like my men???
but I take my ladies like I take my coffee…. Light, sweet and smooth. ;P
For those who don’t know, I am Bi. From the things I see my friends and family go through. How the men think, act and do has made me lost a great deal of trust in men.
I never really had a father figure I looked up to. Not even my own father, until I met my sisters dad. He was more like a father to me than my own. I found out hes been sending letters to other woman… I makes me wonder if hes cheating on my mom. It made me feel conflicted…
I find myself wondering how many others are like that. If the the one I like is capable of the same. I know not all men are like that but how can someone tell one from the other…. I think I’ll just stick to girls. I know girls are just as capable to do the same but it feels safer for me.
I’ve been doing a lot less digital drawing since school started. my class HW consists of charcoal and chalk so its understandable….. But now when I compare my digital drawing to my traditional drawing there is no contest. It used to be the other way around.
I would have never thought that would be possible. I lived breathed and ate digital drawing. what happened?
Its all good though I like traditional now. I’ll just have to save my Photoshop for tweaking and coloring….
and some awesome Photoshop magic tricks of course.