Hiya fellas!
OK if you've read my previous posts you must think I'm really really shallow, eh?
I am, a little. Everyone is, right?
But a few days ago I read about a girl named Alice Pyne. She has terminal cancer. She's been fighting cancer for four years now and her condition is getting worse by the day. It's sad because there is so much she wants to do with her life.
So, she has created a bucket list- things she wants to do before she dies.
She's 15.
http://alicepyne.blogspot.com/
Support her.
So anyway,
Whiskey lullaby is a song by Brad Paisley. Just listen to it. If you don't have tears in your eyes after listening to it, you're a heartless jackass... or a boy.
You know, all this has made me realize that life is short and everything will not always be perfect. But, as long as you have a little bit of hope, you can keep going.
That doesn't mean I'll not be shallow any more. I will, just a little less.
Lets face it, all of us have at some point said to one/all of our friends:
"What the hell is up with her hair?"
But seriously, who cares about making their hair look perfect when their are millions of children out there who have lost theirs because of chemo and what not.
So just be thankful that you're lucky enough to be reading this because you have eyes. Be thankful.
After all, clouds do have shapes.
OK if you've read my previous posts you must think I'm really really shallow, eh?
I am, a little. Everyone is, right?
But a few days ago I read about a girl named Alice Pyne. She has terminal cancer. She's been fighting cancer for four years now and her condition is getting worse by the day. It's sad because there is so much she wants to do with her life.
So, she has created a bucket list- things she wants to do before she dies.
She's 15.
http://alicepyne.blogspot.com/
Support her.
So anyway,
Whiskey lullaby is a song by Brad Paisley. Just listen to it. If you don't have tears in your eyes after listening to it, you're a heartless jackass... or a boy.
You know, all this has made me realize that life is short and everything will not always be perfect. But, as long as you have a little bit of hope, you can keep going.
That doesn't mean I'll not be shallow any more. I will, just a little less.
Lets face it, all of us have at some point said to one/all of our friends:
"What the hell is up with her hair?"
But seriously, who cares about making their hair look perfect when their are millions of children out there who have lost theirs because of chemo and what not.
So just be thankful that you're lucky enough to be reading this because you have eyes. Be thankful.
After all, clouds do have shapes.
Signing off...
Muggle and proud.
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