So Asian :D

Jan 23

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

chibichibigoogoo:

misguideddude:

mynameisnotela:

fallinginlovewithhermionegranger:

inmymindseyes:

xkatiiee:

catisafanny:

normaaan:

underthestarrs:

crowdswentwild:

i’m still crying over this…

I can’t stop crying.

omg. tears. all over my face

i’m actually, crying. o.m.g

i can’t believe that i’m actually crying</3

Crying. </3

brb crying </3

This actually brought me to tears.

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oh T.T

Ugh , I cried

Omfg :(

(via nalyloove)

Oct 27

“Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn’t? Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn’t? You fall deeper with each passing day, But try to hide it in every possible way. He’s only a friend, and nothing else— That’s the lie you keeping telling yourself. You keep on saying he’s just a bud, But deep inside, you’re falling in love. You get so giddy when you meet his eyes, But keep reminding yourself it isn’t right. A simple glance turns into a stare, But you pretned that you don’t care. It’s “not right” for you two to be. Is that why you hide it so no one can see? But how long will you pretend? Keep lying that he’s just a friend? Perhaps your feelings you can never show. Perhaps it’s “wrong” for him to know. Your friendship can’t be risked over this, So being his girl is an impossible wish…”

Sep 06

The more I look at his page; check up on him,

mellisa-mimi:

I envy those girls he talk to. I’m not stalking, I just want to see how he’s doing and knowing everything is fine, I leave myself to cry. Because in the back of my mind, I’m believing he doesn’t need or want me. I guess its better for me because I don’t need to call or text him (knowing I won’t get any response back) because I wouldn’t know what to say anyway.

(Source: simplymelonade)

Aug 26

thisnightstarted asked: http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6lzg3QwHh1qzcgudo1_1280.png?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&Expires=1280979743&Signature=hepiIChw3qY4Zfw5vicb6%2FwB0Bo%3D

Carthage tumblr meetup pass word around

Opppss, sorry i never get on tumblr anymore to see this, but i didnt even see you there.

haillokitty-deactivated20120205 asked: your using tumblr? youu homoo

Defintely not. I only get on whenever someone needs to me too! You are homo >__<

Jun 28

I love the background in this picture (:

Jun 27

Tumblr is not a good site for Parent's

Me: -make a poster and Tumblr is showing-
Mom: What is this? MOTHERFUCKINGASSHOLEIHOPEYOUFUCKINGDIE?!
Me: OMG, I don't know! ...haha.
Mom: ANG BASTOS! Why did you type that?!
Me: I didn't, haha.
Mom: Then your friends are stupid.
Me: HAHAH.
LOOOL i got in trouble one time for something like that too. -___-

There are times in life when you think everything is going perfect but it always ends to be unperfect.

Hi tumblr !

This right here would be my crazy weird ass son @supersickpnoy. (: He’s new on tumblr so you should go follow him !

but let me tell you a little bit about this boy.

He is super duper weird and dorky (: haha jkayy. but he really is weird. Me and him that kind of bond that no one else has. We can say the randomest things to each other and laugh about it. like how he just told me that his balls itch and that he had to go poop. LMFAO. He doesn’t know i’m posting this so i guess it will be a present for him when he comes back on. You should ask him how his poopie was. LOOL jkay. But seriously we could talk on aim for hours and still have something to talk about even if its nothing. we are each others ventilation (: We send each other random ass pictures like pictures that make each other laugh and some that are just liek WTF?1 o____0 but anyways my point is that i love this boy <3 - Anthonyy.

So go follow him (:

http://supersickpnoy.tumblr.com/

P.s. HE IS SUPER CHINKYYYY (:

Does anyone know about that viet thingy in Carthage, Missouri?

ohitztyler:

kmofknle:

WHOSE ALL GOING!? I know ohitztyler/solillian are going. (:

also known as THANH MAU ;] lol. We are planning to have a tumblr meet up there maybe

Also known as Marian day festival (: lool thats the official name for it. lool.