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📍Château de Chaumont

#Loire castle

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this is my all time favourite post I've ever seen on reddit everyone read it please

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french recipes: if you’re not making this in paris then what’s the point. fuck you

italian recipes: use the left leg meat of a pig from one of three farms in this specific area of tuscany, or from this day my grandmother will begin manifesting physically in your house

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I want rainy summers and sunny winters

I want swimsuits and thunderstorms, sunglasses and hot cocos.

#Oh it's raining today #Where is my umbrella #rainyday #Summer rain

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It is possible that somewhere off the coast of Newfoundland there is an iceberg shaped like a giant dick.

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Unfriendly countries according to Russia vs countries where you can drink tap water.

via @spartakhero

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rich people will vote against homeless shelters and then complain about homeless people existing in public...I hope someone kills you 👍

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Dennis Rodman is such a slept on icon. The man is from another world. Definitely in my mount Rushmore.

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i love it when people can't finish telling a joke or a story because they are laughing so hard. they get the giggles and whatever they are saying is absolutely incomprehensible. nothing could be as funny as watching them struggle through it, nothing could be as infectious as their joy. truly a wonderful human moment

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Boys have a thing and girls don't

One November afternoon when my daughter was in kindergarten, I picked her up after school. She bobbed out to the car and crawled into the back seat.

“What did you do today?” I asked.

She couldn’t wait to tell me. “We learned that boys are different from girls” she chirped.

Looking into the rearview mirror, I could just see the top of her head. “My teacher told us that boys have a thing and girls don’t,” she added.

“Well, yes they do…” I said cautiously.

I couldn’t think of anything else to say, so we were quiet for a moment. Then she piped up again. “That’s how girls know that boys are boys,” she said. “They see that thing that hangs down and they know that he is a boy.”

I mentally calculated the distance home. Our five-minute commute already felt like an hour.

“Did you know that when the boys see a girl they puff up?”

My palms were beginning to sweat.

“Um…well…” I was still searching for something new to say, to change the subject when she asked, “Why do the girls like the boys to have those things?”

Well, I didn’t know what to say. I mean, what woman hasn’t asked herself that question at least once? “Oh, well…um…” I stammered.

She didn’t wait for my answer. She had her own. “It’s ‘cause it moves when they walk and then the girls see that and that’s when they know they are boys and that’s when they like them. Then the boy sees the girl and he puffs up, and then the girl knows he likes her, too. And then they get married. And then they get cooked.”

That last part confused me a bit, but on the whole, I thought she had a pretty good grasp on things.

As soon as we got home and I pulled into the garage, she hopped out of the car, fishing something out of her school bag.

“I drew a picture,” she said. “Do you want to see?”

I wasn’t sure I did, but I looked at it anyway. I had to sit down.

There, all puffed up so to speak, looking mighty attractive for the ladies, was a crayon drawing of a great big Tom Turkey. His snood, the thing that hangs down over his beak, the thing that female turkeys find so irresistible, was magnificent. His tail feathers were standing tall and proud.

She was a little offended that I laughed so hard at her drawing, and I laughed until I cried. But when I told her I loved it … and I did … she got over her pique.

That was the end of that, for her anyway. But I’m not so lucky. Every year I remember that conversation. And to be honest, I haven’t looked at a turkey, or a man, the same way since.

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You were my everything and all that you did was make me fucking sad

So don't waste the time I don't have, and don't try to make me feel bad.

#Spotify

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So tell everyone it was me,

Who broke us, and couldn't fix us,

Everything that happened, blame it all on me cause

I know you will anyway.

#Spotify

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When you go dry they say oh well

Wish you went back to your old self

So who? Whose love are you fighting for?

#SoundCloud

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Nouvelle suggestion...

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Eat her pussy and support all her goals and dreams.