AllieJ

Happy Mother’s Day to my beautiful mommy! I don’t...

Mon, 13 May 2013 00:32:29 -0400

Happy Mother’s Day to my beautiful mommy! I don’t what I would do without her! We have had our ups and downs, but I love her to death! I’m sad we didn’t get to spend time together, today!

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Sat, 02 Mar 2013 01:49:15 -0500

Trying to decide which hat to wear

Thu, 28 Feb 2013 19:26:41 -0500

Trying to decide which hat to wear

2-25-13 The Pain

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 02:04:54 -0500

Today my mom decided she has had enough. She’s moving out and in with the guy she has been...

whoresy-shore: alittlepinkbow: a-drop-in-the-oc-e-a-n: holy...

Thu, 29 Nov 2012 16:52:26 -0500

whoresy-shore:

alittlepinkbow:

a-drop-in-the-oc-e-a-n:

holy shit this deserves way more fucking notes

i can’t reblog it enough, please get this through your skulls. i can’t walk home at night past 10 pm without being terrified that every guy that hollers at me is going to follow me home. it’s fucked up. it’s unfair. our culture sucks. we need to fix it. rape is never okay. never. if the rapist is the girl’s boyfriend it still counts. rape is rape. no is no. no answer is no. you shouldn’t beg and plead until someone’s uncomfortable. take the hint. end this bullshit.

wow.

The Voice coaches - “What would America be surprised to know...

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 00:21:52 -0500

The Voice coaches - “What would America be surprised to know about you?”

Anyone have video of this, if so message me a link! Please :)

ianismylife5: Oh… My… God just came across this lol. excuse my...

Mon, 19 Nov 2012 14:03:43 -0500

ianismylife5:

Oh… My… God just came across this lol.
excuse my text. Lol just noticed it.

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Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:50:43 -0400

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Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:50:30 -0400

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Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:50:19 -0400

marydotbox: playing catch with kitten face…

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:49:06 -0400

marydotbox:

playing catch with kitten face…

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Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:48:58 -0400

marydotbox: Josh is so happy to play catch with Craig in the...

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 17:48:46 -0400

marydotbox:

Josh is so happy to play catch with Craig in the outfield

icantsaythesame: adam impersonating blake. i. can’t breathe.

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:48:27 -0400

icantsaythesame:

adam impersonating blake. i. can’t breathe.

OMG this is so funny! #Bears

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:32:41 -0400

OMG this is so funny! #Bears

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Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:13:28 -0400

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Tue, 25 Sep 2012 18:20:15 -0400

mitch-moreland: At Michael Young’s Bowling event. Craig Gentry...

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 22:41:31 -0400

mitch-moreland:

At Michael Young’s Bowling event. Craig Gentry approves his nickname.

he’s perfect

rindamichelle: @Gladiatorslady The infamous, sexy, JJ Hardy :)

Sun, 16 Sep 2012 21:47:38 -0400

rindamichelle:

@Gladiatorslady

The infamous, sexy, JJ Hardy :)

desireshoran: breakfast-with-satan: bootyjuices: chaoticteens:...

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 18:13:19 -0400

desireshoran:

breakfast-with-satan:

bootyjuices:

chaoticteens:

thecordeliascottanon:

Your boyfriend walks into the house, to greet you after a long hard day at school. You had called him that morning, telling him you didn’t feel well and that you weren’t going to show up. You told him not to get the homework for you and to just stay away until you got better, because you didn’t want him to get the bug. Of course, thinking nothing of it, your boyfriend agreed and said to get better. That day, you decided to do the unthinkable; kill yourself. You decided to cut, to bleed to death. Your parents were gone, no one was home, it was the perfect time. Writing your goodbye notes, you set them on the kitchen table, hoping that once your parents would come home, they would realize after they read the letters, it was too late; you were already gone. The walk to the bathroom to get your razors was a long walk, the last walk of your life. You think about your boyfriend, how clueless he was. He had no idea what you were preparing for. He didn’t get that he’d never get to see you again. You think about your parents. You think about how much you thought you’ve disappointed them, how you didn’t think they were proud of you. You thought about your best friend at school. How much you loved her, the memories you both shared. You smiled at the thought but then remembered what you were about to do and the smile faded. You finally reach the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, you go to the cabinet and get what you need to get to get the job done. Before you slice your skin, you whisper, “I’m sorry.” and slice over the delicate part of your body. The blood pours out of your wrist, you fall to the ground, gasping in pain. Your eyes flutter, closing, as the pain becomes unbearable. Blood trickles next to the floor where you lay, getting all over your favorite outfit. You take a deep breath before slipping into a slumber.

Meanwhile, your boyfriend decides it would be a good idea to come and give you some soup for lunch. He usually just walks in, so he opens the door to your house, hollering your name. When no one answers, he walks further into the corridor, looking left and right. Of course, the bathroom is to the right of the room, the door wide open. Your body lays in a pool of blood near the open door, your body laying against the cabinets. Your boyfriend’s mouth is an “O” shape, too much in shock to let out a sound. But he quickly snaps out of it, running over to where you lay. He picks up your body, shaking it gently and saying your name. When you don’t respond, he starts shaking you more violently, raising his voice. Still, no answer. Your boyfriend is now crying, tears streaming down his face. He still continues to scream your name, hoping for an answer. He gets none. He stops shaking your body, laying his head on your stomach, bawling his eyes out.

After a few minutes, he calms down, grabbing his cell phone and dialing the number everyone knows well; 911. The police rush over, your boyfriend never leaving your side. After being rushed to the hospital, a few hours later, it is announced that you didn’t make it. Your boyfriend falls into shock, not registering the fact that you aren’t on the earth anymore. Your parents weep violently in each others arms, repeating “It’s all our faults.” Your best friend? She’s fallen into the chairs of the waiting room, crying so hard, she’s about to throw up. Everyone in the waiting room is staring at your small group, feeling for them.

A week or so later, there’s a funeral held for you. 500 people and more show up to honor you. The whole service is filled with tears and sadness. Not one person is smiling or even attempting to smile. Everyone knows that maybe if they were a little nicer, you might still be here. Everyone in the room blames themselves. Your boyfriend, hasn’t spoken to anyone since the night. Your best friend, hasn’t eaten in days, maybe a scrap of food every now and then, but not more than a meal. Your parents? Your mom has fallen into depression. Your dad? He’s been like your boyfriend, hasn’t spoken a word since then. Everyday, he stares at the TV with a blank expression. The whole school? There is a case in front of the school with your picture and photos of you, a tribute, you could say. No one is the same anymore. Your smile could brighten someones day. Your laugh could make someone smile, even when they didn’t want to. Your voice, when you talk, is like an angel singing.

You think no one cares? Think again.

i cried at this omg

im crying

crying

and just this week i was feeling worthless and my boyfriend help me

I cried. I know what it’s like to lose a loved one.