Men and cats. A+ combination.
I went to Disney World yesterday for the first time since I was eight. Immediately I went to buy a Peter Pan cap. Pan has been my favorite Disney movie since I was two. After I found my cap and went on a few rides I went around looking for Peter. Once I found him I waited in line to get my picture, which probably looked odd seeing as I am sixteen years old and 5”8, standing in line next to a bunch of six year olds. Once I got up there, he saw my cap and said “Defending the park from Hook while I’m off duty?” I replied “yes, I hope I’m doing a good job!”
That was around the time he noticed the scars on my wrists. He kinda gave me a look in my eyes and said “you okay?” I told him, “well Peter, you’d know better than anyone how tough it is to grow up.” And he looked at me and whispered, “Neither of us are grown up yet. We might have gotten older over the years, but we haven’t forgotten what it’s like.”
Then he told me, “since we’re both from Neverland, and you’re my partner in crime, stand back to back with me, and cross your arms. We’ve got to do the signature pose!”
I know the guy who dresses up as Peter Pan for Disney doesn’t realize this, but all that he did for me in the five minutes I met him made me feel happier than I’ve felt in months. I felt like a child again, and feeling like a child is pretty great sometimes.
I’m not ready to grow up yet.
oh no im crying
i know this doesnt match my blog but whatever im choking up
im cryin bye
Hello Everyone, my name is Danny, I am Katelyn’s boyfriend. Late last night Katelyn was taken back into hospital from an overdose she had taken last week, her organs were shutting down slowly, yesterday, the hospital let her out, thinking everything was okay, but didn’t know she was in severe pain, Katelyn didn’t say anything, it was her ‘back-up plan’ to suicide. So shes drifting slowly, and the doctors said she will not make it. She will be missed, and I can’t cope without her here. I miss her so much already, and love her with every little bit of my heart. When she goes I don’t know what I will do, she is my perfect, sweet, loving girlfriend.
This photo was taken the day she came out of hospital.
I don’t care what fucking blog you have, you have to reblog this right now.
if you have a pink “rosy” blog, whatever, REBLOG THIS!
Dear God. Reblog this.
Today we went to the Disney Store and you got some Jessie pajamas. They reminded me of a pair you had back in the summer of 2010 when you were just two and a half. We took some photos tonight before bed. I guess I didn’t realize how much you’d grown since then. Because although you look and act a lot differently, you’ve always had that same spirit. I stare at and document you face enough that you’d think this side by side wouldn’t baffle me so much. I guess it’s one of those things like trying to watch the sky get darker, even when you think you are paying close attention, all of a sudden it’s night and you’re not sure how. A lot of things have changed since those first photos were taken, almost everything actually, but you are my constant. That spirit. Forever. I love you.