EVERYONE PLEASE i’M BEGGING YOU TO STOP AND READ THIS:
MY MOM RECENTLY TOLD ME THAT SHES NOT ALLOWING ME TO CHEER THIS YEAR BECAUSE SHE DOES NOT WANT TO PAY FOR IT. I PROMISE YOU I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING. IM TOO YOUNG TO GET A JOB PAYING FOR IT. AFTER A WHOLE LOT MORE BEGGING I EXPLAINED TO HER TUMBLR AND HOW NOTES WORK. SHE AGREED THAT IF THIS POST GETS 10,000 NOTES SHE WILL PAY FOR MY SEASON.
Cheerleading is my passion. My absolute passion. I would do anything to cheer this season. Its not just something that I do for shits and giggles. At my last competition of the 2011-2012 season, my mom told me it might be my last time competing. I specifically remember looking into the crowd after I saw our last stunt in the pyrmid hit perfectly, and telling myself to enjoy that moment. In the dance I was crying so hard because I loved that team so much, and I can’t believe it might be over. PLEASE REBLOG THIS. PLEASE. IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. <3333333333
^ Everyone please reblog this for her. I’ve been through the same thing and it really broke my heart. So please just spare 30 seconds to like and reblog this.
Hi.
you get home from school. both of your parents are sitting in your room. “we need to talk.” they say calmly. “we’ve been following your blog for two months now.”
Wenelle
Wenne
Wrende
Wetrecee
Welesse
Wecteree
Wresten
Wmelee
Wreenne
Weye
Wree
ugh you know who needs to show up at the frostival and just fuck shit up.
fitz.
that’s who.
he should kidnap clare and they should both go away to a fancy island to escape drama and have a show called “the flare show”
it’d be great.
like, fuck eclare. fuck fimogen. fuck holly j.
fitzy’s back.
Ring around the rosie
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
1/3 of the European population gets obliterated by the Black Death
ur welcum
CRYING
WHERE THE FUDGE IS THIS FROM
