April 16, 2012
Your song for the night, Ro. And Mandy Bee. Love you both.
A tutu, mustache wearing, dance party, hike with a little badass Bee
Ronan. I cooked the eggies this morning. And the sausage. And bacon. Fruit. I had croissants that Rita gave me last night, but I forgot to take them out of your daddy’s car. They were the kind that are frozen and you leave them out over night, to rise. Your daddy called me this afternoon.…angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Hiking, honesty, I hate cancer, i love you, iPhone, mandy bee, maya thompson, Mountain, Neuroblastoma, Outdoors, Phoenix, Recreation, Rita, Ro baby, Ronan, strength, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love
A song for you tonight, Ro. But dedicated to Rita. Because cancer is an asshole. But she is not.
Scrambled Eggies and a Fucking AIMS Test
Ronan. The weekend is over. I guess it was busy. It’s late now but I actually just got home. This weekend went a little something like this… A baseball game. Dropped your brothers off for a sleep over at a friends. Your daddy looks at me as to say now what? Because another…“Girls”, AIMS test, Airhead Extreme Candy, angels, anger, arizona, AZ, baseball, best friends, Bowling, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, East Coast, Energy, facebook, Fairy RoMo, Family, Fuck you you fucking fuck, HBO, Hiking, honesty, i love you, I miss you, I’m sorry, Jaiel, love, Matt’s Big Breakfast, May is a mother fucker, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, Parenting, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, Rita, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan, rules, Star Wars, strength, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love, woody thompson
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