Today, I am a survivor too. <3

Today, I am a survivor too. <3

tea, cats, cancer&#8230; oh look! its all about meeeee :)

tea, cats, cancer… oh look! its all about meeeee :)

Cancer Fighting Teen Inspired by Zach Sobiech’s “Clouds” (by Angeline Fahey)

jonnovstheinternet:

Cats stuck in things

headlockshreddingandwackdisposal:

Cool shirt Lazer Cat!

my sistah is da bombdiggity shiznit.

headlockshreddingandwackdisposal:

Cool shirt Lazer Cat!

my sistah is da bombdiggity shiznit.

A message from Anonymous
I want the world to learn of your beauty and salvage the precious love that you have to offer. So please don't ever, ever submit to obstacle or obstruction. Find your phurba and continue with your journey.

that was beautiful. you always know how to speak in a manner that soothes and yet enourages me to continue my fight with tenacity. you are an exeptional person. thank you for everything.

A message from acyutaasrayah
Hare Krishna, I'm from India. Can we be friends ? Hari Bol.

Hari Bol! I would love to be friends! My love to you! Hare Krishna.

notaju:

Clouds by Zach Sobiech.

      “You don’t have to find out you’re dying to start living.”

who desides that such a wonderful kid like Zach gets to die and i get to live?

the first picture of a fat sphynx i have seen!! i love it.
17/21 completed&#8230; but my patience has run dry.i cannot help dreaming of the icy mountain streams i would bathe in after a hike through the french alps, or riding my cousins motorcycle through the woods&#8230; those memories are my drive to complete the journey. yet my mind and temple are worn out. nothing is of interest, i can count my true friends on one hand..
in times of sickness, you would think people would show love and support, yet these days people are so selfish, promising one thing-doing another.
the smiling exterior is starting to crumble. i only hope for more inspiration or that the next couple of months goes quickly before i lose it.

the first picture of a fat sphynx i have seen!! i love it.

17/21 completed… but my patience has run dry.i cannot help dreaming of the icy mountain streams i would bathe in after a hike through the french alps, or riding my cousins motorcycle through the woods… those memories are my drive to complete the journey. yet my mind and temple are worn out. nothing is of interest, i can count my true friends on one hand..

in times of sickness, you would think people would show love and support, yet these days people are so selfish, promising one thing-doing another.

the smiling exterior is starting to crumble. i only hope for more inspiration or that the next couple of months goes quickly before i lose it.