There’s only one person in the world who’s opinion of you matters and he/she is found in a mirror.
When people say youre hot, its your body when people say youre pretty, its your face when people say youre beautiful, its the inside.
its okay and thanks for the reblogs dear<3
There comes a time when you have to choose between turning the page and closing the book…
Death Of Mr. Bean’s Mother.
Mr. Bean:
*crying* The doctor just called up, my mom’s dead.
Friend:
Condolence, my friend.
(After 2 minutes, Mr. Bean cries even louder.)
Friend
: What now, Mr. Bean?
Mr. Bean:
My sister just called. Her mom died too.
