Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
i reblog this every time its on my dash
this is so sad
i want that (i dont give a fuck) friend
can i have a dog like that too
Ohmygod this is the best one ever
omfg i just ordered pizza and as i was about to hang up i said love you out of habit and the guy said it back and after a whole minute of dead silence he just tells me that he hopes that i’m not expecting a discount on the pizza just cause we confessed our undying love for each other! oMFG!
guys! he sent me a note on one of the napkins and i just
I ship it