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lifemadesimple:

Step by Step: A Great way of Painting your own Mural without Knowing how to Draw

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tyleroakley:

troylered:

Please watch it.

So disgusting.

Many reasons why I love her and she doesn’t deserve any the shit people give her!!

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sailormichelle:


hey everyone&#160;!So my mom’s been feeling really down lately and i’m really hoping you guys can help me try to make her feel better.
She cosplays the cabbage merchant from avatar and she’s often self conscious about leaving the hotel room at cons, so i’m hoping you can help me make her popular on tumblr. she’s really cute and sweet and she worked so hard on this cosplay! she even carries around real cabbages please give her love ok

sailormichelle:

hey everyone !
So my mom’s been feeling really down lately and i’m really hoping you guys can help me try to make her feel better.

She cosplays the cabbage merchant from avatar and she’s often self conscious about leaving the hotel room at cons, so i’m hoping you can help me make her popular on tumblr. she’s really cute and sweet and she worked so hard on this cosplay! she even carries around real cabbages please give her love ok

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sueishappy:

"and that is why pink ribbons are for boobies." -hank green

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— 3 hours ago with 49639 notes

Some pictures for anon,!

— 13 hours ago with 3 notes
#gay  #poop  #ah  #gay couple 
nickyolasv:

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.
http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669



(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)
Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”
Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”
Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”
Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”
Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”
(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)
Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”
(He turns to his blonde companion.)
Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”
(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)




FIRST OF ALL, THE FOOD IS MADE BY THE KITCHEN, NOT THE WAITERS. WHEN DAD BRINGS THE FOOD TO THE TABLE BUT MOM COOKS IT, IS IT DAD’S FAULT? OH AND TIP WELL TOO :)

nickyolasv:

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.

http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669

(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)

Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”

Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”

Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”

Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”

(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)

Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”

(He turns to his blonde companion.)

Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”

(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)

FIRST OF ALL, THE FOOD IS MADE BY THE KITCHEN, NOT THE WAITERS. WHEN DAD BRINGS THE FOOD TO THE TABLE BUT MOM COOKS IT, IS IT DAD’S FAULT? OH AND TIP WELL TOO :)

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— 13 hours ago with 65175 notes
Anonymous asked: 16 year old Ryan and Chelsie? :) :)


Answer:

nevergiveup-keepfighting:

fluffnpuff:

chelsieautumn:

Haha, here you go. You hit the gold mine this time! I included a timeline of us in photos together….because I seriously adore this guy and it made me so happy to look at all these photos again. Hope you don’t mind. :) 

We started out two little silly pies. 

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And then we met as those awkward 11 and 12 year oldsimage

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And then I started liking him back….and he asked my dad’s permission to take me to homecoming and give me my first kiss. I was 16 and he was 15. We were definitely awkward here. :)

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And then he turned 16 and I turned 17 the next year  :)

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And then the next year when I turned 18 and he turned 17 :)

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Then we went overseas together and we decided we knew marriage was in the future.

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And then I cut my hair all off and turned 19 and graduated with my AA and went away to college

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And then I figured out how madly in love with Ryan I was and came home and he graduated college and my hair started getting long again

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And then Ryan went away at school and was poor and lived in his car for a while and I used to drive to meet him at Starbucks an hour away and we fell in love all over again in that little Starbucks and it was wonderful.

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And then he proposed when he was 19 and I was 20

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and then we got married on the most beautiful day of my life… only a few months later…..because, in our hearts, we knew we were always meant to be together since we were 12 years old.

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and now we are married and it was the greatest decision we ever made.

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and there’s is the beginning of our adventure together. (and if you’re still following me after this ridiculous overload of Chelsie & Ryan photos, I will love you forever :) 

holy fucking perfect

THIS IS SO PERFECT

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