This ones for you Rob… love you forever…

#RIP  #RR Kid  #MikeDrastic  #Lanterns  

Because my heart feels like it could beat right out of my chest.

I just gotta breathe. Feeling my heart beating in my chest. Realize that this isn’t the end. My friendship with Robert will forever live on through memories…through my beating heart. I need to give up on all the booze, I have been on a nonstop binge since I found out about his passing. He would say, have a couple for me, but don’t push it. I just want to hug him so tight and mend his broken body. I just keep feeling like I want to scream or cry but nothing comes out and it is the worst feeling. I keep telling myself this isn’t real and that I am just going crazy. My mind is no place I want to be trapped in, but I can’t get out. I just want to hug every person I know, whether they like me or not. I want to tell them they are worth so much more than any object, or grudge. People are so important, and it is so important to see them any chance you may get. Tell them you love them, even if it seems odd. If I could take back any moment that I had argued with Rob or gone without talking to him for periods of time, I would in a heart beat. So even if you are a stranger reading this, I care for you, because you are a living, breathing, loving entity of energy. We all feel and love and hurt the same.  Rest in peace Robert “RR Kid” Fairchild. 

#RIP  #RR Kid  #Sad  

Rest in peace love.

Where do I even start? One of my very best friends was just killed in a fatal motorcycle accident. I don’t even want to describe how it happened. His name is Robert Anthony Fairchild, and at the sweet age of 26, he is now gone. Just like that. I met Robert when I was just 17 years old, we instantly bonded and grew together. He always loved motorcycles, and was so lonely when I met him. ” You got any single friends for me?” he’d playfully ask. I said, “I could think of one, you might just like her. Her name is Jenni, she’s my cousin who lives with me.” I invited Jen over to Rob’s apartment at the time, called Ridgegate. She always joked about how she would “never get on the back of one of those things” (his motorcycle), little did any of us know, they’d fall in love and marry three (maybe 4) years later. He loved those damn bikes so much, so as much as it hurts that that is what ended his life, he at least died doing what he loved second most, riding. After having served our country in the U.S Army, two tours in Iraq, one in Afghanistan, it is hard to believe that a hunk of metal is what took him away. I cannot even accept that this is happening, I loved him so much.. everyone who knows him does. He was always the life of the party, smiling and goofy. I used to call him Rupert, he’d call me Pineapple, because he said I had a pineapple shaped head. I can just hear him saying, “Hey pineapple!” or “Hey kiddo.” I last saw him on Saturday, March 17th, St. Patty’s Day. I was at my brother’s house for my niece’s 3rd birthday. Right before we left Rob was sitting in my car with Ashton, joking around as usual, and I kept telling him, “Get out of my car fool, we gotta leave.” We hugged, and that was the last memory I shared with him. He loved kids, loved Ashton. Anytime I brought Ashton over he would take him from me and say, “You’re never getting him back!”. Such a sweet soul, gone too soon. I still can’t face this reality, the thought of him being hurt, rips my heart apart. I wish this was just some awful dream we could all awake from.

#RIP  #RobertFairchild  

→ Please help find Ava

My friends baby girl was kidnapped by her own biological father. Please help find her!!

#AvaEnlow  #missingchild  

#gotye  

I’ve been putting myself down and comparing myself to others. But I just got naked and took a look in the mirror and thought, “damn I look good!” :) I will say I’ve gained curvier hips after having Ashton, but they are pretty amazing.

#confidence  #feeling sexy  

:) please excuse my fun having habits… I’m a big tween at heart. 

#lipsyncforyourlife  #backstreet boys  #squee