I’m trying to find that place you once took me to. A place of fearlessness, a place of hope, and most of all a place of happiness. Since you left I’ve had a gaping hole in my heart that no one has been capable of filling again. You’ve left me begging for your return and the hole continues to grow larger and larger as the days proceed. Everyday the situation becomes more and more real, and everyday I lose my hope for your return. My sleep has become restless, and my concern for the things happening around me has disappeared. I’m stuck in this whirlwind of hopelessness and I have no idea how to pull myself out.
If you love your Dad reblog this. If not he dies in 13 days.
GO AWAY. DON’T YOU DARE LAY A FINGER ON MY DADDY.
not risking anything lol
Unfollow me now because I’m superstitious
WHY DID THIS HAVE TO COME UP ON MY DASH? GOSH—
(via ma-nig-uh)
Sleep is my sanctuary.
There’s a war going on in my head.
The things you want desperately always stay slightly out of your reach.
ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new ‘gang’ way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.
I will always reblog things like this, it won’t ruin your blog or the look of it, and this could potentially save a life.
(via vitkorkrum)
