It’s summer. I say we skip town and find ourselves an adventure.
Or something.
Let’s go to Italy.
(Source: marnie-bishop)
It’s summer. I say we skip town and find ourselves an adventure.
Or something.
Let’s go to Italy.
(Source: marnie-bishop)
I KNOW.
And what the hell are we doing with our lives? Nothing!

(Source: marnie-bishop)
I’m sorry! It was nine o’clock on Sunday and we drove out to Vegas. It was literally last second.
Thank you, really. But you’re not getting one yet. Not pregnant, just married.
Well, I will be waiting.
In fact, I’m going to buy you a baby names book. It’ll happen/
(Source: marnie-bishop)
Sunday night? Well, Monday morning technically. We’ve been talking about it for a while and we just… got tired of waiting.
And you didn’t tell me?!
But aww, I’m so happy for you guys. So when do I get a niece/nephew?
(Source: marnie-bishop)
Pretty good, got married. How have you been?
Whoa, back the fuck up. When did this happen?
(Source: marnie-bishop)
Hello my gorgeous friend.
Hey, how’s it going?
(Source: marnie-bishop)

braden-henry replied to your post: I just want you to fix it, truthfully. I don’t even know if that’s a possibility anymore though..
Do you even want to?
Of course.
I don’t know.. I wouldn’t even know how to fix this.