Nothing makes me happy

Fake it till you Make it

Ronan. Hi baby doll. So, last night…. not so much fun. I fell asleep from 11-1. Was up from 1-4:00. Slept from 4-6:00. Rise and shine, adrenaline pumping. I could not sleep last night to save my life. I wandered around the house, looking for you. I went into your room and wrote. I sat…

September 6, 2011

rockstarronan

basketball, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Doriet and Esther, Dr. Joanne Cacciatore, Energy, Freedom, Grief, Health, hell, Home, i hope you are safe, I miss you, Inferno Fuckwad Bob, Inferno Hiking, insomnia, iPod, Journals, Landslide, MISS Foundation, Neuroblastoma, new york city, Nothing makes me happy, Phoenix, phoenix children’s hospital, Pink Rattlesnakes, Rockstar Ronan, Sauce, Shit Lists, Star Wars, Starbucks, Stevie Nicks, tears, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, truth, woody thompson, writing