irepressible-ebullience:

thisisnotaboutemotions:

madiistarshine:

offbeat-queerity:

idontgiveafuckyoucunt:

#readthis




My brother died the day before his birthday in a car accident. The way I told my boyfriend this was by asking him lo look up and say happy birthday to my dear Will because he’s in heaven now. Yesterday I finally remembered to ask him if he ever did say happy birthday. Do you know what his response was? It was no. He couldn’t do the simple thing I asked him to. He didn’t say happy birthday to my dead brother. The worst part about all of this is Will, my brother, will never get a funeral. His tombstone just says “William.” Why is this? My brother was also disowned because he protected me against a crazy ex-boyfriend and got probation because of it. Through everything that happened to Will my boyfriend wouldn’t so much as say happy birthday…
When I grew up he was the only thing I cared about because both of my sisters are bitchy whores. Now I need to learn to face things without Will there to protect me. He was without a doubt the best brother I could of asked for. He fucked up sometimes but he was always there for me. Wanna know something else terrible? Seeing as I was always around Will I kind of act like him. My dad told me he hated me. Why does he hate me? Because I’m too much like Will. He also told me he wants to disown me. The only reason I haven’t been disowned is because my mom loves me very much and won’t let him. I’ve been living hated by my family (Not counting Will and my mom) and now Will’s gone. 
I don’t know if you guys will care about this at all, but I know I broke out crying right away when my boyfriend said “No”, when my brother died, when I snuck out to see his tombstone, when he was disowned, when my dad said he hated me for being like Will, and when I typed this out. His birthday was awhile ago, but please reblog if you would have said happy birthday to my dead brother, or even think my boyfriend is terrible…Or even because you found this sad in some way. Will’s birthday was January 6th, 1991. I know this post is late but I couldn’t bring myself to post this until now. Typing it just hurt too much.

Rebloging for all three reasons. This is terrible. He died the day before his birthday. I swear this is without a doubt the saddest thing I’ve ever read. I feel so bad for you. I know say that doesn’t help but..I’m just so sorry for you!




Happy birthday Will. Rip.

 I just put Will’s birthday on my calender on my phone, i will continue to say Happy Birthday to him for the rest of my life.

This person right up there, is a good person ^Happy birthday Will, her boyfriend is a dick. 

I also placed Will’s birthday on my phone :) Happy Birthday, Will! :) And to his sister, I swear you are an amazing and strong person. I admire you so much :) I’m sure your brother is very proud and is still watching over you. 

irepressible-ebullience:

thisisnotaboutemotions:

madiistarshine:

offbeat-queerity:

idontgiveafuckyoucunt:

#readthis

My brother died the day before his birthday in a car accident. The way I told my boyfriend this was by asking him lo look up and say happy birthday to my dear Will because he’s in heaven now. Yesterday I finally remembered to ask him if he ever did say happy birthday. Do you know what his response was? It was no. He couldn’t do the simple thing I asked him to. He didn’t say happy birthday to my dead brother. The worst part about all of this is Will, my brother, will never get a funeral. His tombstone just says “William.” Why is this? My brother was also disowned because he protected me against a crazy ex-boyfriend and got probation because of it. Through everything that happened to Will my boyfriend wouldn’t so much as say happy birthday…

When I grew up he was the only thing I cared about because both of my sisters are bitchy whores. Now I need to learn to face things without Will there to protect me. He was without a doubt the best brother I could of asked for. He fucked up sometimes but he was always there for me. Wanna know something else terrible? Seeing as I was always around Will I kind of act like him. My dad told me he hated me. Why does he hate me? Because I’m too much like Will. He also told me he wants to disown me. The only reason I haven’t been disowned is because my mom loves me very much and won’t let him. I’ve been living hated by my family (Not counting Will and my mom) and now Will’s gone. 

I don’t know if you guys will care about this at all, but I know I broke out crying right away when my boyfriend said “No”, when my brother died, when I snuck out to see his tombstone, when he was disowned, when my dad said he hated me for being like Will, and when I typed this out. His birthday was awhile ago, but please reblog if you would have said happy birthday to my dead brother, or even think my boyfriend is terrible…Or even because you found this sad in some way. Will’s birthday was January 6th, 1991. I know this post is late but I couldn’t bring myself to post this until now. Typing it just hurt too much.

Rebloging for all three reasons. This is terrible. He died the day before his birthday. I swear this is without a doubt the saddest thing I’ve ever read. I feel so bad for you. I know say that doesn’t help but..I’m just so sorry for you!

Happy birthday Will. Rip.

 I just put Will’s birthday on my calender on my phone, i will continue to say Happy Birthday to him for the rest of my life.

This person right up there, is a good person ^
Happy birthday Will, her boyfriend is a dick. 

I also placed Will’s birthday on my phone :) Happy Birthday, Will! :) And to his sister, I swear you are an amazing and strong person. I admire you so much :) I’m sure your brother is very proud and is still watching over you. 

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