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I can’t wait for 1989 because like always, taylorswift has this psychic ability to release albums right when I need her sweet strong motivation to be the soundtrack of my life all the while giving me an overflow of catchiness to shake ma’ thing to.







My sixteen year old cousin Rebecca went missing on the night of September 16th, 2014. She packed a bag and left in the early hours and nobody has seen or heard from her since. She has a medical condition that requires her to take medications daily. She does not currently have access to these medications and is at risk! There is a small possibility that she is headed towards Oregon to see her older sister, so please keep an eye on the roads and inside of cars.
Rebecca is a sixteen year old white female. She is 5’8” and 145 pounds with long brown hair and hazel eyes. She currently has a belly button piercing and multiple piercings in her ears. She typically wears band t-shirts with skinny jeans.
Any persons with information concerning Rebecca Weaver is asked to please contact one of the following numbers:(ALL CALLS CONFIDENTIAL)
Santa Rosa Police Department:  707-543-3600
The Polly klaas Foundation: (case #: 2014-09146) 855-733-5567

PLEASE reblog this! you may not be from santa rosa or oregon, but your followers could be &amp; they may have seen her or have information. this girl has schizophrenia, depression, and a severe anxiety disorder &amp; she doesn’t have access to any of her medications so she is currently at risk. my family is worried sick. her image has appeared on the news &amp; in the newspapers in santa rosa but nobody has come forward with any information. PLEASE SHARE so that we can reach somebody who CAN help. i know missing persons flyers don’t fit your aesthetic but from this point on i’ll follow anybody who reblogs this flyer so more people will do it.  please help us find my cousin!

i wasn’t playing around, i’m srsly following every single person that reblogs this picture of my cousin. tysm to everyone who’s reblogged so far ♥ 

keep it up guys ♥ 

This tripped me the fuck out. Holy shit Rebecca is missing.


hey boys.
You're So Last Summer by Taking Back Sunday
"At first, I had trouble dating a girl who was recovering from an eating disorder. I couldn’t get by the fact that I may not ever be able to treat her to a nice dinner because she simply could not go out. I hated sitting by and watching her as she ignored the compliments I gave her and constantly commented on how she wished to look like “that girl”, or “her over there”. And it used to bother me that there were so many things she just couldn’t eat.
Then I realized that eating out wasn’t important in a relationship like ours. What was important was our meals together at home, and how I knew exactly what to make her every night. How we sat together at the beginning of each week and spent at most an hour at a time planning the meals we would share. How appreciative she looked when I refused to sit in silence at the table to keep her from focusing on the calories that entered her body.
I almost enjoyed that I knew exactly what she couldn’t eat, and I soon got past the fact that we might not ever be able to order pizza from domino’s on a Friday night while we watched Harry Potter in the living room. All I cared about eventually was helping her, and that was what a relationship should be like.
I loved her so much that I could stand the nights where she stood in front of the mirror and cried, and it would tear my heart to pieces when she would ask me why I could ever love someone that looked like her. I would hold her, I wouldn’t tell her she was beautiful more than once or twice, and that was all. I trusted her and she I enough that we could sit together every night and she could tell me whether or not she had thrown up her lunch, even if I already knew because I was so scared that I watched her after every meal. Even if I knew, though, I never stopped her, because they were her battles, and I knew that no matter how much it hurt, me fighting them for her wouldn’t help.
Soon enough though, I saw that she became more confident. Her trips to the restroom following meals became fewer until I could relax, knowing that there was a good chance she was safe. There were less times when she looked at the mirror and pinched fat that was actually only skin. Finally, she asked me to take her out for dinner. Finally, we ordered domino’s on a Friday night and watched Harry Potter.
And that, that’s what love is."

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That is beautiful
Absolutely Beautiful

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