"Went to the store, sat on Santa’s lap.
Asked him to bring my friends all kinds of crap.
He said all you need is to write them a song.
Now, you haven’t heard it yet, so don’t try to sing along.
No, don’t sing along.”
son *puts a hand on your shoulder* son sometimes *puts another hand on your shoulder* Son sometimes things are *puts another hand on your shoulder* son you just gotta *puts another hand on your shoulder* son
sometimes the past needed to stay buried; it was the only way you could move on.
and sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.
- Ann Aguirre
to finish off the year, i’m making my first follow forever! i want to acknowledge all the people i’ve gotten to know on here who make my dash so wonderful, who have been nothing but lovely and amazing, and a source of comfort and joy when i needed it. life has been so much more bearable with you guys around.
i also don’t know what my followers see in my blog but it means a lot to me that you’re here and i couldn’t be more grateful to have all of you in my life. thank you for putting up with me.
if your name is in bold, you’re extra special to me and i love you a lot. roll over your names for a message! ♥
thank you so much lovely!! :DD