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Please & Thank You!
CAR WASH !!!!đđđđŚđ§ $8 & UP ! Come help support my younger sister and her cheer squad: 26231 Mission Blvd, Hayward CA
Selenis Leyva on why Orange is the New Black should win an Emmy
wearing a blanket around the house like
literally me if i get married
Awkward photos from all ages night clubs.
iâve never been this uncomfortable in my life
Brb, cringing
It Hurts
What messes me up is that I am willing to go above and beyond for people because I care for them, and Iâm dumb and expect the same thing in return⌠but that never works out, and people never act the way you want them to. It only leaves me disappointed, and questioning...
My only goal in life is to be as sarcastic as him
Remember that time Chelsea and Raven got turnt up at school
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âWhen a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.â - Nelson Mandela.
RIP Madiba. Hamba kahle, Tata Madiba. Go well.
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alex-sando-s:
I know I donât have many followers, but if it isnât too much to ask I would like for everyone to just take a second to read my story. The pictures above are a summary of my life the past two years. From my first date with Christian, to my first and only prom with him, to finding out I was pregnant and starting our family. As you can see the past two years have sort of been a roller coast ride for me, with plenty of ups and downs. But I can easily say they were the best two years of my life. There are a few dates I will never forget, starting with February 26th, 2012. That was the day me and christian officially started our relationship. The next date is July 11th, 2012. The day I found out I was approximately 7 weeks pregnant. January 12th, 2013, the day we moved into our little house. Then February 13th, 2013. The day my son, Noah Clark Carden came into the world. Iâll never forget June 8th, 2013, the day Christian was taken to jail (just a minor probation violation), and July 23rd, 2013, the day he was released. After that, the dates are all kind of just a blur and a flash of good memories. Until, October 30th, 2013. That is the night Christian died. I found him, he had committed suicide. I stayed by his side until the ambulance arrived, but he had no heart beat. I followed them to the hospital and as soon as they resuscitated him and he was stable they allowed me in his room. At first I sat by his side holding his hand, and I just cried. He was breathing on his own through a tube, and a machine was doing most of the work for his heart. Just when I lost all hope one of the nurses told me, âYou know you can talk to him, right? Hearing is always the last thing to go in a situation like thisâ. So I did, I told him many things. Countless times I told him how much I loved him. How much me and Noah needed him. That if he would just fight for me, and come back, that God would give us another chance to do things right and to be a family. I just went on and on, and when I looked up, his eyes were half open and he was crying. Tears streaming down his face. Thatâs when I knew.. he wasnât going to be able to come back to me, and he knew it too. But I stayed there, I stayed by his side until they called his death and removed the machines. And for an additional two hours I sat there with my head on his chest, and I played with his hair because that was his favorite thing. I stayed until the nurses said it was time to go, I looked at him, whispered I love you, kissed him on the forehead, and I walked out. Christian suffered from depression, but not a lot of people knew that because he never reached out to anyone. He had stopped his antidepressants, but he didnât let anyone know. He truly felt that if he died nobody would miss him, that we were all better off without him.. well he was wrong. But he couldnât help that he felt this way, he was sick. People donât understand how severe a mental illness can be just because you cannot see it. So this post has two messages in it. ONE, if you are depressed and you feel like you have no purpose, like you are not loved, well you are WRONG. There are many people out there that will be affected and deeply hurt to lose you. Christian didnât realize that until it was too late. And two, if you are having suicidal thoughts⌠reach out to someone.. anyone. You can even message me day or night, and I will talk if you want to talk, or listen if you want me to listen. Donât keep things hidden, and donât feel embarrassed, scared, or ashamed.. please. You are not unwanted, you are not any different, you are depressed, and there is a cure. I would give anything to go back and tell Christian all of this, why I waited until it was too late⌠I dont know. And I will never forgive myself. So donât make that mistake. Life is too short to spread hate, to hold grudges, to cut ties. Instead forgive, spread love, and find happiness. Christian always told me how much he loved to make other people happy, and it was true. I canât name all the favors that were left unreturned.. but he didnât care. He did it for the joy of making someones day. He was such a people pleaser, if he couldnât make somebody happy, he felt like he had failed. What he didnât understand is that it wasnât his responsibility to make others happy, but he took on the challenge anyways. When other people were hurting, Christian took in their pain as his own. Everyday took a toll on him, to the point where the pain was unbearable. But you would have never known if you met him. He would flash that smile and release every bit of happiness he had until he had none left. I know it seems cliche, but it is true. Reblog this to spread Suicide Awareness. If my story can help save just one life, well then I will feel accomplished. And if Christian knew he started something to inspire others, to bring someone to reach deep down inside and find their own inner happiness, and give them a reason to live, well then he would feel accomplished too. So please, help me do this for him. I may not have worded this exactly how I wanted to, or got everything out, but I think I did the best I could at this point.