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mysilentserenade:

ericnorthmansbitch:

“Ronan” is dedicated to a 3-year-old boy who died last year of neuroblastoma. Swift wrote the song after reading the blog of Ronan’s mother, Maya Thompson, who is credited as a co-writer.

According to a person familiar with the show, but who asked not to be identified because they were not authorized to speak, the song has never been performed in public. After the telethon, it will be available on iTunes; proceeds will go to cancer-related charities.

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I remember you bare feet
Down the hallway
I remember your little laugh
Race cars on the kitchen floor
Plastic dinosaurs
I love you to the moon and back

I remember your blue eyes
Looking into mine
Like we had our own secret club
I remember you dancing
Before bedtime
And then jumping on me, waking me up

I can still feel you hold my hand
Little man
And even the moment I knew
You fought it hard like an army guy
Remember I leaned in
And whispered to you

Come on baby with me
We’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

I remember the drive home
When the blind hope
Turned to crying and screaming why
Flowers pile up in the worst way
No one knows what to say
About a beautiful boy who died

And it’s about to be Halloween
You could be anything
You wanted if you were still here
I remember the last day
When I kissed your face
I whispered in your ear

Come on baby with me
We’re gonna fly away from here
Out of this curtained room
And this hospital, gray
We’ll just disappear
Come on baby with me
We’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

What if I’m standing in your closet
Trying to talk to you
And what if I kept the hand-me-downs you wont grow into
And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through
What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you

Come on baby with me
We’re gonna fly away from here

Come on baby with me
We’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

I remember you bare feet
Down the hallway
I love you to the moon and back 

this gave me chills holy shit loove

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Reblogged from From The Inside Out

Things I Say While Driving

  • Me: What the fuck are you doing. What. The fuck. Are you doing.
  • Me: NICE BLINKER ASSHOLE.
  • Me: Why the FUCK are we not even going to speed limit. Why.
  • Me: I AM GOING TEN MILES PER HOUR OVER THE SPEED LIMIT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT
  • Me: Shit is that a cop? No.
  • Me: Shit THAT is a cop.
  • Me: /dinosaur screams/
  • Me: I'm pretty sure that was illegal
  • Me: Why do I get stuck being the slow people? What did I do to deserve this?
  • Me: /death stare as I pass them by/
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leilockheart:

Brillian quotes

leilockheart:

Brillian quotes

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