Seventeen magazine cover, May 1951.
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I love her. She’s my favorite person from my past. We’re in love. We’re like Titanic minus the sinking. Ever. Since I started stalking her Facebook in 2010 I knew we’d be married one day. She smells good to. Like a really nice shampoo and deodorant. True bitch here. Y’all should love her too…BUT BOT AS MUCH AS ME! >;)
Everyone go love this man.
bras are so expensive like i didn’t choose the boob life the boob life chose me
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Today I came across goats playing on a trampoline while I was driving around and it was the happiest thing I’ve ever seen.
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98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.
Wow.
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