What Am I Doing Here...

people born in 2000 should be like 12-14 now. but they’re not. that’s how fucked up our world is now

The older this post gets the funnier it becomes

Narrow wooden bridge over the river Wiesent

shout out to the literal fan fiction happening a few blocks from my apartment. there has been this halal meat market on the corner for like 19 years that the owner’s son just inherited and directly across the street this woman opened a kosher grocery store and since day one they’ve had this very friendly fake rivalry, playing it up for the customers, it’s always been super goofy and light hearted. so turns out last night she proposed in the middle of the afternoon rush in the meat market and he said YES and she’s moving her store to the adjacent empty storefront on the left so they can have a JOINT GROCERY STORE it is so fucking cute I wish them the happiest marriage ever

My grandpa and a girl he knew prior to my grandma. Wild gun safety but they’re both about 90 these days so guess they really dodged that bullet

This woman by the way sent these pics to my grandpa along with a note that said “happy 90th birthday. By the by, my husband’s dead if you’re interested.” We asked grandpa about her and he was quiet, then said, “to be honest. She had a. Substantial rear end.”

calm summer vibes 🌻🌅

I should get minimum wage for just being alive

Marilyn Monroe as Elsie Marina in The Prince and the Showgirl (1957)

the concept of growing into love is so much more intriguing than falling in love. it's like, on all our good days and bad days, I will choose to love you, I will learn with you, I will live my life with you and we will grow into and with each other through the passage of time

+ a picture with strawberry abundance of about the same years (Levi Wells Prentice). The artist spent his childhood on a farm and, perhaps, he also attended strawberry festivals!

In the nineteenth century, such holidays were very popular. there were many strawberry farms in the cities of New England, and with the beginning of summer, the first and long-awaited harvest of berries was ripening. Fragrant and sweet strawberries were added to almost every dish! Strawberry talent evenings were organized in theaters...

I am a WHORE for “the love is requited, they’re both just idiots”