Sparkly Eyes
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A Runaway Death in a Mental Institution with a Maybe Baby
Ronan. I know what I’ve been doing. Trying to live this life the best I can, without you. This means a ton of busy foundation work, a ton of taking care of your brothers, the way they deserve to be taken care of, a ton of busy things that keep me running throughout the day.…
A maybe baby, A real baby, angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, bullshit, Camelback Women’s Health, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Dr. JoRo, F U Cancer you are a dick, Family, honesty, i love you, I miss you, I wish you were here, love, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, new york city, Parenting, Sparkly Eyes, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, twins -
Diamonds Are Not a Girl’s Best Friend
Ronan. Does it sometimes feel like I want to rain on everybody’s happy parade? Because I don’t. I am happy there are happy people out there. I am happy that most people out there do not know what it feels like to lose a child….. well, I may be taking the happy word a little…
Ambien, anger, arizona, AZ, bald ben, Bald Head, Beatles, bereaved parents, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Cancer is an Asshole, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Conditions and Diseases, Cupcakes, Diamonds are not a girls best friend, diamonds won’t make your dead kid come back or the pain any less, F U Cancer, Forever 21, hell, I love you to the moon and back, insanity, Jordin Sparks, kindness, Kurt Vonnegut, love, Lovies, madness, Mother, Neuroblastoma, pretties, Quinn, Rockstar Ronan, Rolovie’s are the BEST, Ronan, sadness, Sparkly Eyes, the beatles, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, Zolpidem -
Leo Died.
Ronan. A bedtime story for you. An unconventional story. The best kind of bedtime story. Because you never got the chance to grow up and hear this story. So, I will tell it to you now. Enjoy, little one. My childhood, Ronan. So whimsical. So unstable. So honest. A childhood full of love and chaos. But…
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Sparkly Toes, Fingers, and Eyes…..
Ronan. I gave in after trying everything to go to sleep last night, and popped my old friend, Ambien. AKA-the Devil. I couldn’t take it anymore. My skin was crawling, my head was screaming, and I was tossing and turning. I had all I could take. 2o minutes after taking that evil little pill and…
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