
Trying to stay awake in a boring class

Trying to stay awake in a boring class
me digging your grave.
This was written by a little 6 year old girl. I babysit her and her two sisters - Rebecca and Mia, and before they go to bed they all sit down and write little prayers to God.
This was the one that Hollie wrote last time, and it absolutely broke my heart. I mean, she’s six years old and she thinks she’s not beautiful. That’s not right. But she is beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. She’s got golden blonde hair, bright green eyes and a smile so beautiful that you melt a little inside when you see it.
When their mum got home, I showed her Hollie’s prayer, and she was devestated. She’s a nurse so she’s seen a lot of horrible things, but I have never seen her like that. And so I had to do something.
If you’re reading this, and if you have the slightest bit of a heart, please reblog this, so that I can prove to Hollie that she is beautiful, and that she is so special, and that God made her exactly the way she is because He knows that He made her perfect. Please give this beautiful little girl the confidence she deserves.
this made me cry. i don’t really care that i’m a strict 1d blog. everyone needs to reblog.
this picture broke my heart. everybody should have this at least once on their blog
This really made me cry..
hollie, baby you’re perfect.
Omg it is soo sad :( everyone is beautiful in their own way whether you believe it or not you are!! this broke my heart :(
I DON’T CARE WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU GOT YOU HAVE TO REBLOG THIS
The Ohio State marching band truly is The Best Damn Band In the Land.
THE THIRD ONE OMFG
say what you want about Ohio but our State University marching band is awesome
what the fuck
that footwork doe
One song changes lives
he was a skater cat she said “see you later cat” meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Why is this so funny
Landscape as a Witness to War by Marc Wilson
Along European coastline, unintentional monuments to past conflicts still stand. Built to keep foreign forces out during WWII.