not me or my mom in the photo

Forgot my phone at home today
  • Me: Oh let me text Nat to see if he is coming to this meeting--
  • Me: There's a great app that uses your camera to make PDFs--
  • Me: I'll show you a photo of my dog--
  • Me: I'm supposed to Venmo my friend $60--
  • Me: Here, you email her while I fill out this form--
  • Me: I wonder what's going on on Tumblr?
  • Me: I want to finish reading that book on the Kindle app--
  • Me: I'm going to get home and there'll be 20 urgent text messages.
  • Me: [arrives home]
  • Me: [sees two texts from my mom]
  • Me: 😎

anonymous asked:

Someone mentioned the Connor look alike thing and I actually have two stories about it So the first time was when I had my passport photo done and because of how my hair looked, I was practically identical to Connor which really shook me up But then earlier this week my friend was going through my phone and they find a photo of my moms old student card, and they then go on to say that she looks exactly like Connor too?? We have the connor genes in my family 😂😂

AU where the Murphy family is just four Connors

anonymous asked:

Thank you. Due to your VERY helpful information about the doberman breed and your wonderful relationship with your own dobe it has convinced my mother that they aren't as terrifying as she thought which in turn has lead to me being able to adopt a beautiful rust male with chronic head tilt. I have had my eye out for dobermans from a young age and absolutely love them! It means everything helping my mother overcome her fear and be more openminded, from me and my new dobe thank you.

You’re welcome! I’m super excited to hear about your new boy and your mom’s change of heart. My father used to be terrified of dobermans and adamantly refused to accept Creed until I finally just brought him home, and then suddenly he loves and adores Creed with his whole heart. He calls Creed his grandson and proudly displays any ribbons and certs he gets next to photos of his actual, human, grandchildren. These guys are really awesome dogs and it’s so great to hear that someone else was able to change their mind because of Creed’s blog.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.