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My grandpa has Alzheimer’s so he has no idea who my grandma is but everyday for the last three or four months he brings her in flowers from their garden and asks her to run away with him and be his wife and everyday she says she already is and everyday the smile my grandpa gets on his face is the most beautiful heartfelt thing I have ever seen.
scaryhussiesandnicedavesprites:
do i win
HIS NIPPLES ARE ON HIS HAND OMG
THEY AREN’T NIPPLES HOLY SHIT THOSE ARE JESUS’ WOUNDS FROM BEING NAILED TO A CROSS
i’M LISGHING
WHAT THE FUCK IS LISGHING
I HAVE NO IDEA BUT NOW IM LISGHING