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casliyn

𝗥𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗜𝗻 𝗣𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲, 𝗖𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗻 𝗕𝗼𝘆𝗰𝗲 (1999-2019)

earthytime-deactivated20210321

we lost an angel. rest in peace love.

munsonthings86

this doesn't feel real. my heart hurts 😞🖤

fxckdolanz

i literally watched this young boy turn into such an incredible young man with so much more to live for. heaven gained an angel today. may he rest in paradise. 👼🏻❤️

extrasad

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too.

martinawrites

this need to be on everyone’s blog

sleepybambi

this makes me think..

janoskipornhub-deactivated20150

God bless whoever wrote this.

ioanaslovesongs

im crying

phanscuddles

I never usually reblog things like this.. but if it saves just one persons life… please take thime to read this even if you think there is no point in living. Please.

sent-imental

please please PLEASE reblog this

badass-boytoy-deactivated201802

Reblog yet again for the people that need this

it’s never too late to post some of my favorite grayson screenshots, right?

#dolan #dolan twins #dolan twins tuesday #dolan twins new video #grayson dolan #ethan dolan #grayson dolan gifs #grayson dolan imagines #grayson dolan smut #dolan twins gifs #dolan twins imagines #emma chamberlain #dolan twins smut

graysonsbailey

red-alerrrrt

oh ffs

graysonsbailey

chvrrydolan

this is honestly so RUDE

bqbyyhoneyy

I can’t stop looking

wordsonearth

Counter Punch [g.d. au]

Summary: Things have heated up between Y/N and professional boxer, Grayson Dolan, and she finally decides to take him up on his offer to visit him on his turf for once. Meanwhile, Grayson proves that he’s still unable to keep his balance in check.

Word Count: 16.5k

A/N: This is a continuation to an earlier blurb I wrote called ‘Arabesques’. I encourage you to read that before this, but it isn’t a necessity! Sorry this took so long, and also it’s probably god awful. Don’t really think anyone cares about this or my work anymore, but I figured I’d just post… So… here ya go

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“Point your feet please! Remember, pretty toes! Pretty toes, Lucy!”

“Miss. Y/N, my toes are as pretty as they are going to get!”

The sudden burst of sass is a telltale sign that the little ballerinas have probably had enough for the day, making you pause to look over them once you realize just how long you’d been pushing them for. Lucy, with her permanent pout and brows turned down, stares back at you, her tiny feet bouncing eagerly as she notices that certain look in your eyes. She waited on the edge of her seat for the chance to finally be dismissed, so she could run back out into the hall and take a sip from the water fountain before sneaking a peek into Mr. Marcelo’s class – the new center of her affection after a certain temporary ballerina had decided his time with the company needed to come to an end. You look at the other girls as well, some stifling tiny yawns, and others rubbing tiredly at their eyes – further solidifying your decision that it was time for practice to end in exchange for their daily naps.

It had been a long ballet class this Saturday in preparation for the recital that was just around the corner. For the most part, the girls had been good at practicing their routines and listening intently to your different critiques and instructions. However, there was only so much of the little four, and five-year-old’s attention you could keep; they were impatient now, and their focus was obviously running thin. You start to notice some of them too busy making faces at their reflections in the mirror to pay attention to anything you had been saying, and decide they were all too far gone to perform at their most capable at this point. It wasn’t only them that was losing focus though; you were just as eager to get out of there once you remembered your own after-class plans. So, without another second to waste, you clap your hands together to get their attention and smile through your admitted defeat.

“Alright, girls, how about we call it a day, yeah? I can see you’re all tired. I won’t keep you any longer.”

You would have thought you just announced that you were taking them all out for ice cream with the way they cheered and pushed themselves away from the ballet bar. Tiny, pale-colored, tutus turned into a blur as small, ballerina shoes padded past you swiftly in a race for the door, all of them eagerly pushing one another to find their parent who was sat patiently waiting in the break room to take them home. Some were already calling out for their mommas, others yelling for chicken nuggets or mac n’ cheese to cease their grumbling bellies; meanwhile, Lucy was yanking on the door handle with all her might, yelling for someone to “get me outta here!!” as dramatically as she could. In any case, the focus was obviously no longer on dance, and you were glad you called it a day when you did.

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ethanhes

starlightsswiftie

or they’ve just been taken advantage of by both people before anyone realized they need to be cancelled and took a stand against it. 😔😔

punishmedolans

ethanhes

graysonsbailey

ethanhes

daddy dolan serving us these looksss ya hurrrrr 🤩🤩

#dolan #dolan twins #grayson dolan #ethan dolan #grayson dolan imagines #dolan twins imagines #grayson dolan gifs #dolan twins gifs #grayson dolan smut #dolan twins smut #dolan twins tuesday #dolan twins new video #ethan dolan imagine #ethan dolan gifs #ethan dolan smut

dandydolans-deactivated20201227

threesome imagine - in one hole part 2 I NEED PLSP NOW ASAP PLS

Summary: You just love being surrounded by the twins.

Warnings: Double Penetration, Filth. Hints at future girl on girl? Who knows anymore.

I tired writing it in the 2nd person. Let me know if you like this better than 3rd.

I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDY

You should really be off with your roommate, finding a dress to wear tonight or something, anything but this. You shouldn’t be doing anything like this. At all. And oh god, did you lock the door?

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