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I miss being a kid :((

mochacafe:

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I want this to be mine =))))

I have known this guy since I was six or seven. We were inseparable when we were kids; all the time I would go to his room to play video games (though I would always lose, and it’s NOT because I’m a girl) and all the time he would go in mine to play on the computer. We always made so many jokes and we always helped each other out. We were always together, until the day he moved. I didn’t even know what was happening. I thought it was just a regular day; I thought he was just going out with his family or something. But he never came back.

Seven years later, I got to see you again. This time, you were taller, WAY taller. You were in Third Year high school while I was only in first year. But, it was just like when we were kids again. Video games in your room, random computer in mine, and we even walked around the village, just the two of us. You had a little sister who was a few years younger than us, I had a feeling she kept trying to get us alone together. It was funny :))
I thought you were going to stay this time, but I was wrong.

Two years later (current time), it’s my prom night and you’re my date. All of my other friends were busy, but somehow, I suddenly remembered you. The whole night we were laughing and talking nonstop. Even afterwards, we’re still talking. This time, I really hope you stay. I want you to stay.

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Dead soldier’s friend tells why a funeral dress was the only way to honour him. The Observer.

“Kev was like my brother – we would have done anything for each other.
We said that whoever died first, the other one had to wear a pink dress with green spots to the funeral – and we shook on it. It was mainly his idea and the more I think about it, I’m sure Kevin knew something was going to happen.
I looked for the exact dress but couldn’t find one anywhere.
I eventually picked up the green one in Primark and bought the pink pop socks to make it look even sillier. It’s what Kev would have wanted.
Kev told his whole family about the pact, so I couldn’t back out. I had a word with him at the graveside and asked if he liked the color – I’m sure I could hear laughter coming out of the ground.
Kev was a true hero and someone I’m proud to call my best mate.”

Respect.

;A;

this is the manliest thing i’ve ever seen.

this guy is my new hero.

I will always reblog this whenever it’s on my dashboard. This man is remarkable. Wondrous.

I respect this man I don’t even know more than i respect people I’ve known my whole life

Always.

Bromance at its best.

I will always love this.

i bow to this man.

true best friends

Love this <3

…to think that we’re still okay; that we’re still friends. But, it hurts when you ignore me in school or when you feel it’s awkward to talk to me. Just know one thing, I don’t care if you like me back or not, as long as you’re happy. Cliche` as it sounds, it’s very very true.

I don’t want war and pain

I don’t want sadness and tears.

I don’t want suffering.

I don’t want lies and tricks.

I don’t want prejudices and stereotypes.

I don’t want cheats and jerks.

I don’t want drama.

I don’t want problems.

I don’t want anything bad.

I know that we don’t always get what we want; that’s why I wrote down all the things I don’t want.