and for you, I hope you see
I’d do anything.
I’m not one to post many “pro-life” things. I’m much more into being pro-life with my actions than my words,
But I think this is so well said, and this, among many reasons, is why I am pro-life.
THIS. IS. TRUTH.
(Source: craftychristianmamma)
The kiss of death.
This astonishing sculpture forms part of Barcelona’s Poblenou Cemetery. The Kiss of Death (El Petó de la Mort in Catalan and El beso de la muerte in Spanish) dates back to 1930. A winged skeleton bestows a kiss on the lips of a handsome young man: is it ecstasy on his face or resignation? Little wonder the sculpture elicits strong and varying responses from whoever gazes upon it.
Beautiful.
- Me: What do you do when you like a boy?
- Sister: You tell him.
- Me: And if he doesn't like you?
- Sister: You kill him.
For my birthday, Bon Iver baked me a layer cake with a different flavor of frosting for each quality of mine that he loves best. A layer of pineapple for my sunny outlook. A layer of strawberry for my sweet disposition. A layer of lemon for my biting sense of humor. A rose-flavored layer for my beauty. And a layer of darkest chocolate for the depth of our love.
It is unexpectedly delicious.
