I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing<3
You were always an amazing cheerleader, the best i knew. So graceful and devoted to it. Me and alexis would sit downstairs and watch your videos of you and your friends doing stunts and tumbling. You were always smiling and laughing. Your laugh was adorable, and your smile could light up a room. i dont think there was ever a time that i saw you upset or unhappy. Yesterday i found the 3D glasses from the wilderness, and i remembered how you were too scared to wear them and that you thought that the shark in the tank would jump up and attack you. When i come to visit you at the cemetary, i look at all the things that people have brought, and it just shows how much you are loved. You impacted so many peoples lives. I just sit there and relive all the memories that i have with you, and think of how grateful i am that i got to have such an amazing person in my life. Even though i will never be able to have new memories with you, I am thankful that i have the old ones. They will be in my heart forever. Like when you made us tea using the old tea bags, but we drank it anyway because it made you laugh. Or when we were all downstairs watching Paranormal Activity, and you made your mom pause the movie, turn on all the lights, and walk you upstairs to your room because you were too scared. There are so many memories that i will carry with me through out my life. You really changed my life Thalia, your accident chanced my view on life. Its so short, and unpredictable. But you will never be gone, because there are holes in the floor of heaven and your looking down on us. I will always look up to you, your my hero. Miss You Thalia.♥
i know this wont get notes again because i keep posting this and nobody obviously thinks this is cool
like idc this girl that i am lifting is 10 years old
she might look tiny but shes pure muscle
and im a flyer whos under 100 pounds who can do an extended one man but i guess that doesn’t matter unless i go to a famous gym, or have a six pack, or look like a fucking angel with beautiful everything on my face, or a professional photo shoot, because thats how it seems to be in the cheer world these days.
but i guess i dont need notes to realize that i can do something
i just wish i could be good at one thing though. damn is that too hard to ask.
Reblogging again because I think it’s cool and I’m learning how to one man too and I am also a flyer. :)
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