Please reblog this so people can pray.
This is my son, James. He’s my whole entire world, basically the reason why I continue to get out of bed everyday. Today when he was at his moms, she wasn’t watching him and he fell down a load of stairs. He was knocked out and when she brought him to the hospital he wouldn’t wake up. Eventually he woke up and the doctors said everything was okay so I took him home with me. He fell asleep like 30 minutes after I got home with him so I put him in his crib, about 2 hours later I went in to check on him and he wasnt moving and I shook him a little and he wouldnt wake up. I’m sitting across from him in the hospital room as he lays down wrapped in all kinds of cords and has a breathing machine hooked to him to keep him breathing. I’m 17, I’m young and I haven’t lived my life to the fullest, but if he dies.. I go to. Please pray. Please.):
REBLOG THIS Y’ALL.
(Source: kaitwynn)
time to get started back on tumblr. HAVE MY SMALL AMOUNT OF FOLLOWERS MISSED ME?
i will beat her ass soon. i will do it, i will. taking my man away from me? FUCK NO. watch your back, and don’t be scared. BITCH
okay, so tonight was one of the WORST nights in my life. i know i always exaggerate about that, but no, tonight…over the top. ben ramic, god. he showed up at my house, picked me up in his moms car. i was drinking some rum, trying to get drunk or atleast tipsy, anything to make my night better. didn’t work.
so, he picks me up and we sit there in silence. i see his wrist, without my bracelets that i gave him not even two weeks after we started dating. wow. then, i see not only is he married to a girl that told me, three days ago, to die in a hole on his twitter account, but he’s texting her when he’s WITH ME? no, lol, not cool at all bro. then, he’s going to try hugging on me? after i told him why i wasn’t letting him. no. no to that too. after he gives up, he says he’s going to take me home. okay, so i was mad, but it doesn’t mean i want to leave just yet. i had to calm down.. i get in the car, then think to myself “i’m not going to let him win” so i tell him i’m going to walk home. i literally run away from him. and walk…fast. my legs hurt so much. he gets his moms car, and chases me in it. then drives ahead of me, and gets out. i told him i’d scream if he tried to touch me. and he followed me some more, told me he was going to call my dad or sister if i didn’t get in the car. LOL. my response… “if you do that, nobody will ever fucking see me again.” so he gave up, and went home. i walked 3.5 miles in 35 minutes. omg.
so that’s my drama for tonight. rough rough rough..
-tayluuuurrrr
about to throw up, about to throw up, about to THROW UP.
just sitting her on tumblr and twitter and i have to hear my parents having sex. not cool. i do think i recall telling them that if i heard that shit again, i wouldn’t come back to this house again. bye bye vacation, not worth being with two fucking horndogs that can’t just wait ONE DAY til i go to my dads house. SMFH
After all the shit i do for you, all the stress i go through, you tell me to move on and date someone else. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT? i don’t even know what to say about all of this, but i mean whatever floats your boat is all i can think of to say. not to mention, i’m not going to move on. i’ll do as i please.
thank you.
you post all this negative shit about me on tumblr, not knowing that i can see it? come on now. i don’t post statuses to piss you off, BEN. gavin and dylan showed up at my house, without calling me or letting me know, at like 9:30? i love how my own boyfriend assumes so much bad things about me. very amusing, i might say.
