David 16 years old, cancer paitent
David 17 years old, cancer survivorEvery strand of hair on my head, every eyelash, ever eyebrow, every last facial hair I am so great full for. The hardest battles are given to the strongest warriors.
This is one of my new favorite posts <3
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This is my Nanna and Pa in about 1967, they met when my nanna was 15 and my pa was 16 at a music festival, and strangely enough they were both wearing the exact same colored clothes. I’m not exactly sure what happened after that, but I do know that after about a month of being together, my Pa gave my nanna a friendship/love ring, imprinted on it “Janis Brown-Neaves* IWLF” *my nannas name, what did IWLF stand for? ‘It Will Last Forever’. There love did last forever, my nanna passed away on the 9th of March 2013, after battling cancer for 14 years. When she was diagnosed with breast cancer in 1999 and after her first chemo lost all her hair, my Pa shaved all his hair off. He attended every single doctor/hospital appointment, besides two where he couldn’t. He cooked for her and looked after her all though her 14 years with cancer. 5 days before she passed, she got told she only had two weeks left. My pa didn’t attend the doctor appointment where she got told the tragic news as he was getting a cat scan, so he got told the news when he arrived at the hospital. As soon as he heard, he held my nannas hand, looked into her eyes and kissed her. That might seem insignificant, but my nanna and pa had only ever pecked when they kissed each other, but this was a full on kiss. From what my aunty who saw it told me- it was magical, just like a fairy tale. My pa did not leave her side once, he didn’t sleep, barely ate, he stuck by her side holding her hand even when she got to the stage where she couldn’t talk or open her eyes. She wore her friendship/love ring from my Pa every day of her life, and passed away wearing it. Out of all of the love stories I’ve heard about, my Nanna and Pas story is by far my favourite.
Oh my god i’m crying
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In 1937 two women caused a car accident by wearing shorts in public for the first time
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It’s not even that I don’t know what I want. I know what I want and I can’t have it, and it’s making me miserable. I never thought I would come to term with missing you but I do. I wouldn’t have to keep wasting my time and other people’s time if you were just available. But you’re happy, so I should just let go and let live, right? Or do I continue to hopelessly wait around for something that’s won’t happen? For once, I’m actually stuck. I’ve played the game well and I’m getting tired of it. I just want everything to begin to fall into place, now. The way I want it to happen. But it’s silly of me to be so selfish like that. Fuck feeling like this.
cheerleader-till-the-day-i-die:
RIP Nigel Hardy, 13. Bullied for being a male cheerleader. Shot himself, April 2013.
omg we just had the situation with Drake Mallory. This is sad :(
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