ariana. pronounced eh-ree-on-uh. fourteen. $fV reppppin' ! freshman. dance. 101897. realist, romantic, indecisive. i like venting, unicorns, and drake. learn more about me, press follow .
I hate being best friends with someone, because I am that type of girl that always ends up falling for him. People always say best friends always make the best relationships, but that is so untrue in my case. People are always coming up to me saying we would make a cute couple and stuff like that. But that’s the thing, we would make a cute couple but we are best friends. Like that’s all we’re ever going to be.
guys are HELLLLAAAA confusing.
So let’s pretend.. that my family was perfect. That my mom and dad were still together.. that my dad doesn’t yell at me.. that my brother and I were best friends and never fought or went two weeks without talking.. that I didn’t cry myself to sleep all the time because of my family.. Now let’s get back to reality. Where my dad does yell at me and makes me so insecure.. where not only my parents aren’t together, but my mom has a restraining order on my dad.. where I have really no one but my little brother.. and he is dead… where one day my brother will be my best friend in the whole, wide world and then he acts like I’m no one for two weeks. What sucks the most is when you try to confide to people, they always say that “everything will get better, just give it time” or “he really does love you, he’s just going through a lot” No, things won’t get better .. I’ve given it fourteen years.. And sure, my brother is going through a lot.. But putting me through this isn’t going to help his situation at all. It’s not fair for people to tell me that people are walking out of his life, and I should be the one to go and talk to him.. but that’s not it. He walked out on me. It just.. I get people are trying to help, but no one fucking gets it. But my all time ‘favorite’ advice it “it could be worse” It’s funny because people honestly say that thinking it will make me think I am so lucky to be going through everything I go through at home. Like honestly, I get that it could be worse, but that’s not what I want to be thinking about.. technically everything in the world could be worse… I could be dying of cancer and things could still be worse. But I have it bad, point blank period. I don’t want pity from anyone, I just want someone to be there for me.. I guess that’s kind of the point.
Today, I met a very special girl. I was at the mall with my brother shopping and while we were at the food court, we saw this little girl. Her name is Hana. She is THE ONLY person in California who is diagnosed with Progeria. Just last night we found out about her, and watched her videos all over tumblr & youtube. We approached her at the mall today, and I started talking to her. She was very tiny, and very soft spoken, She was telling my brother and I how she met Selena Gomez and how she made the little bracelet for her. She even gave my mom a kiss on the cheeks. AND YES SHES ALIVE. People started a nasty rumor last night that she has passed away, obviously it is NOT true since we met her 2 hours ago. And ITS spreading. She was with her teacher, and we exchanged emails. She personally asked my brother & I to spread it all over that she is alive and well, so here I am trying helping out. I will post the email her teacher sent me soon.
If you could please reblog and help Hana out, and spread the word that she is alive & well, please reblog this regardless that it wont match your tumblr theme. Lets help her out, and encourage her to stay strong.
She’s beautiful!
Thank God.
How beautiful. <3
(Source: perfectinmyownperfectway, via butheregoesnothing)
