I'm 16. I have cute, subtle southern quirks about me. I've never had my first kiss. I blog some things that I can't relate to but I wish I could. It can't be bought, it's something you're born with. That's what country is.
I actually really needed this right now, I know you’re not here, you’re so far away, but I heard that in your voice and I don’t think I could feel more suicidal than I do now. But your voice in my head makes me want to keep going, for you, to make you proud
reblogging because of that ^^
I may not know you. I may not have even spoken to you. But the statement above is no less true. Whoever you are, I am so proud of you.
This is 19 year old Marie Fowler. Her cancer just returned, and has been declared terminal. She’s already in Hospice Care. Her final wish is to meet Kellin Quinn from Sleeping With Sirens. Please, make it happen. Spread the word. This girl deserves it.
The small amount of notes on this post worries me.
“Yesterday, one of the first groups of marathon runners to cross the finish line were military personnel who ran the entire 26.2 miles in full fatigues, boots, and backpacks. Later, there were reports that a few of these same men were seen pulling the barricades back to assist the injured.” <3
I am so proud of our military for so many reasons. This is just the most recent, small reason.