bjutifully
gluten-free-singles:

fyiconicboyz:

thisisvodka:

gambler-x:

disneydear:

I will never let myself scroll past a picture of Walt and not reblog it. I feel like I’d be dishonoring him, and he’s just done so much for me that it’s just not right.

Mr. Disney



Bless this man for enriching my childhood.

People who don’t reblog this
DISHONOR
DISHONOR ON YOUR WHOLE FAMILY
DISHONOR ON YOU
DISHONOR ON YOUR COW

THE FACT THAT ITS IN FUCKING COLOR AS WLL OH MY GOD MY HEART

gluten-free-singles:

fyiconicboyz:

thisisvodka:

gambler-x:

disneydear:

I will never let myself scroll past a picture of Walt and not reblog it. I feel like I’d be dishonoring him, and he’s just done so much for me that it’s just not right.

Mr. Disney

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Bless this man for enriching my childhood.

People who don’t reblog this

DISHONOR

DISHONOR ON YOUR WHOLE FAMILY

DISHONOR ON YOU

DISHONOR ON YOUR COW

THE FACT THAT ITS IN FUCKING COLOR AS WLL OH MY GOD MY HEART

bjutifully

Mr. Van Houten:

I’m a good person but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person but a good writer. I think we’d make a good team. I don’t want to ask you for any favors but if you have the time—from what I saw you have plenty— Please fix this for me. It’s a eulogy for Hazel…. she asked me to write it and I’m trying, I just could use a little flair.

See the thing is we all want to be remembered but Hazel’s different. Hazel knows the truth. She didn’t want a million admirers she just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn’t loved widely but she was loved deeply, and isn’t that more than what most of us get? When Hazel was sick I knew I was dying but I didn’t want to say so. She was in the ICU and I snuck in for ten mins and sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale, but her hands were still her hands. Still warm, and her nails were painted this dark blue black color, I just held them. I willed myself to imagine a world without us and what a worthless world that would be.

She’s so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she’s smarter than you because you know she is. She’s funny without ever being mean. I love her, God I love her. I’m so lucky to love her, Van Houten.

You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world but you have a say in who hurts you. I like my choices and I hope she likes hers. Okay Hazel Grace?

bjutifully

idoitforyoulove:

castielcampbell:

r3adytogivetheprofile:

i will reblog this every time

I worked with a lady that came into work one day with no hair. No one mentioned it, no one talked about it. She was wearing a bandana so we all knew she was bald.

But I have ADD, and not so great control of my impulsiveness. Finally, near the end of the night I asked. “So… can I ask, what happened to your hairs?”

She smiled and hugged me. I was the only person with the cajones to ask. “My best friend is pregnant, already has a 4 yr old, and was diagnosed with cancer, and her boyfriend left her because it was too much. So I’ve been helping her out, being supportive. And I promised her if she started losing her hair I would shave my head too.”

“Last night she called me, crying because her hair was falling out in clumps. I told her I’d be there in 10 minutes. She shaved me first, then I her.”

It’s the most supportive thing she could think to do.

I just started crying.