Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt

Socially awkward teenager & lover of all things uncomplicated. Seventeen and on the verge of something unspectacular. Extremely cynic and sarcastic.Incredibly bad at describing myself, to be honest. My preference is books over people, coffee over alcohol, and mind over everything.

I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. Bless his soul.
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I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. Bless his soul.

(Source: ronaldpbarba)