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My boyfriend was eager to meet my Mom, despite my various protests. I pulled into the parking lot of the cemetery where she’s buried, expecting him to completely freak out. When we approached her grave, he sat down, said hello, and talked with her for an hour about how lucky he was to have me.

cub-buns:

cameron1311:

hug-people-not-toilet-bowls:

I’m not crying, my eyes are just sweating. 

Raining on my face

Someone’s cutting onions

Makes me cry.. :(

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