This is the ring that my great-grandfather Frank (born Christmas day in 1900) made for my great grandmother while they were dating. It was made out of a french coin. (A Franc.) My great-grandmother passed it down to my mother, who gave it to me. 
I wear this ring every day, and I never take it off. It reminds me that true love truly exists. I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately, with everything that has been going on.This morning, I woke up around 3AM for no reason at all. I then realized I wasn’t wearing my ring. I immediately grabbed a flashlight and looked around for about five minutes before finding entangled in the sheets. I put it back on and fell back asleep.I didn’t think anything of it. But I just decided to tell my mom a couple of minutes ago and she started crying. She told me that today is the 40th anniversary of my great-grandfather’s death. So thank you, great-grandfather, for looking out for me. It means the world.

Okay I’m crying


how do you stay on my mind all the time

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And to the introverted theatre kids, public speakers with social anxiety, and florists with allergies. 

Somebody posted these all around school, and now I know what it feels like to be proud of ones school.
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.
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