Proud Directioner

truthfulwishes:

evarlark:

Even if you don’t like Justin Bieber, it’s not about that. This is about Avalanna Routh.
Avalanna Routh has ATRT (Atypical Teratoid Rhabdoid Tumors). These are fast growing tumors that form in the cerebellum (brain stem) and effect walking, talking, eating and hearing. Also, heartbeat, nerves and breathing. No cure has been found for this type of tumor. She is only estimated to live until she is 3 years old. Avalanna’s dream was too meet Justin Bieber. The doctors estimated that she wouldn’t live to see 4 years old. Avalanna and Justin have something special. It’s not fan to popstar, it’s brother to sister. She’s met him 3 times since her life span estimation. The most recent time she met Justin, he asked her what her life’s dream was. She shyly answered
“To marry you.”
Justin gave Avalanna a little ring, and he said: “Take this,” as he handed it to her. “We just got engaged! You’re gonna be Mrs. Bieber” They told her she was ‘engaged’ to Justin, and he held her and gave her kisses. Justin loves Avalanna, and she means so much too him. On his ‘All Around The World: NBC Special’ they recorded Justin talking about Avalanna and he said:
“She means everything to me because she’s just so strong, and she’s uh, sorry I’m getting emotional but I just want everyone of you to just tonight say a little prayer for her.”
Regardless of all of that heart warming stuff, Justin and his team got word that Avalanna’s tumors are now affecting a larger part in her brain, and she is losing her ability to speak. They think it’s taking her faster than they expected.
You can donate to find a cure here. You can send Avalanna some love on Twitter: @Avalanna. She’s just a baby, please reblog to get the word out. This isn’t a ‘reblog if you have a heart’ posts. But, she deserves the right to live.

i don’t even reblog justin, but i cried reading this…

truthfulwishes:

evarlark:

Even if you don’t like Justin Bieber, it’s not about that. This is about Avalanna Routh.

Avalanna Routh has ATRT (Atypical Teratoid Rhabdoid Tumors). These are fast growing tumors that form in the cerebellum (brain stem) and effect walking, talking, eating and hearing. Also, heartbeat, nerves and breathing. No cure has been found for this type of tumor. She is only estimated to live until she is 3 years old. Avalanna’s dream was too meet Justin Bieber. The doctors estimated that she wouldn’t live to see 4 years old. Avalanna and Justin have something special. It’s not fan to popstar, it’s brother to sister. She’s met him 3 times since her life span estimation. The most recent time she met Justin, he asked her what her life’s dream was. She shyly answered

To marry you.”

Justin gave Avalanna a little ring, and he said: “Take this,” as he handed it to her. “We just got engaged! You’re gonna be Mrs. Bieber” They told her she was ‘engaged’ to Justin, and he held her and gave her kisses. Justin loves Avalanna, and she means so much too him. On his ‘All Around The World: NBC Special’ they recorded Justin talking about Avalanna and he said:

“She means everything to me because she’s just so strong, and she’s uh, sorry I’m getting emotional but I just want everyone of you to just tonight say a little prayer for her.”

Regardless of all of that heart warming stuff, Justin and his team got word that Avalanna’s tumors are now affecting a larger part in her brain, and she is losing her ability to speak. They think it’s taking her faster than they expected.

You can donate to find a cure here. You can send Avalanna some love on Twitter: @Avalanna. She’s just a baby, please reblog to get the word out. This isn’t a ‘reblog if you have a heart’ posts. But, she deserves the right to live.

i don’t even reblog justin, but i cried reading this…

(via hsroadwarriors)

inspired—recovery:

This is where my brother, Jake, 19, had his life taken away. It was November 19th, 2011. I was at the high school to support my friends at the band Tournament of Champions. My father was busy at work in his office upstairs, and my oldest brother, David, had been playing video games with Jake until he left the room and headed downstairs. 10 minutes passed, and David sent Jake a text, “where are you buddy?” 10 more minutes and no reply. David called Jake. Twice. He went downstairs and the back door was cracked. The barn door was open. 3:15 pm, I, 16, get a call from my father, he’s gasping, begging me to come home. I tried to refuse, but he said “it’s Jake” and I ran to the bathroom as I hear my dad asking “can someone pick up my daughter? Please?” A man comes on the phone and asked the address of where I am. 5 minutes later a police officer is at my friend’s door. I get in the car and had a silent ride home. I get out of the car and begin walking up to my home, when the officer stops me and directs me through the side gate. David is leaning against the air conditioner, eyes blood red, and smoking a cigarette. He hugs me and begins to sob. My mother comes from the backyard, makeup down her face, tells me “oh angel, I love you” and holds my brother and I. She asks what I know, and I say “nothing,” still confused. She and David ask me again, and I just look at them. “Jake killed himself” Mom tells me, and I look at her, angry and confused. David pulls away, and I try to, and she holds me and forcibly tells me “don’t go back there.” David had found him at 2:35 hanging by an extension cord.

inspired—recovery:

This is where my brother, Jake, 19, had his life taken away. It was November 19th, 2011. I was at the high school to support my friends at the band Tournament of Champions. My father was busy at work in his office upstairs, and my oldest brother, David, had been playing video games with Jake until he left the room and headed downstairs. 10 minutes passed, and David sent Jake a text, “where are you buddy?” 10 more minutes and no reply. David called Jake. Twice. He went downstairs and the back door was cracked. The barn door was open.
3:15 pm, I, 16, get a call from my father, he’s gasping, begging me to come home. I tried to refuse, but he said “it’s Jake” and I ran to the bathroom as I hear my dad asking “can someone pick up my daughter? Please?” A man comes on the phone and asked the address of where I am. 5 minutes later a police officer is at my friend’s door. I get in the car and had a silent ride home.
I get out of the car and begin walking up to my home, when the officer stops me and directs me through the side gate. David is leaning against the air conditioner, eyes blood red, and smoking a cigarette. He hugs me and begins to sob. My mother comes from the backyard, makeup down her face, tells me “oh angel, I love you” and holds my brother and I. She asks what I know, and I say “nothing,” still confused. She and David ask me again, and I just look at them. “Jake killed himself” Mom tells me, and I look at her, angry and confused. David pulls away, and I try to, and she holds me and forcibly tells me “don’t go back there.”
David had found him at 2:35 hanging by an extension cord.

So….i thought this looked cool.

So….i thought this looked cool.