He is my hero! A great uncle, an amazing husband and an even better father! I love that little shithead!

He is my hero! A great uncle, an amazing husband and an even better father! I love that little shithead!

I would have remembered that day anyway; it was the day my big brother had come home, the day he'd waltzed in the back door like he'd just gone down the street to the drug store for some cigarettes. --Dell

I would have remembered that day anyway; it was the day my big brother had come home, the day he'd waltzed in the back door like he'd just gone down the street to the drug store for some cigarettes. --Dell

I loved you too much to just be your friend so God made me your sister wood sign. Love my sisters

I loved you too much to just be your friend so God made me your sister wood sign

I loved you too much to just be your friend so God made me your sister wood sign. Love my sisters

Bless your brother! Give thanks and praise to God for your brother's life today.

Bless your brother! Give thanks and praise to God for your brother's life today.

summertime sadness // lana del rey This is how I feel for you though, our angel Shannon May, I love you

summertime sadness // lana del rey This is how I feel for you though, our angel Shannon May, I love you

I've never been one to cry, but that day...that day I cried for every one of the brave people I had come to trust, and some, to love. The people who gave their very lives to the cause I set before them. Who saved me time and time again, but when it came down to it, I couldn't save them. I cried for the families who lost someone, the people whose kids I had gotten killed.  In the end, I cried for me, for my failure, for not being strong enough.

I've never been one to cry, but that day...that day I cried for every one of the brave people I had come to trust, and some, to love. The people who gave their very lives to the cause I set before them. Who saved me time and time again, but when it came down to it, I couldn't save them. I cried for the families who lost someone, the people whose kids I had gotten killed. In the end, I cried for me, for my failure, for not being strong enough.

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