Every time I walk to college I look down your road to see if you will drive out, every time I see a Nissan Qashqai I check the licence plate to see if it’s you, every time I get a text I hope it’s you saying “hi hunny, you ok today?”, every time I need a bit of advice and some one to help me through the tough times I go to text you, when ever I’m at mums I hope to see you driving down the road.

I just want someone to tell me it’s a bad dream, and you’re still here.

I miss you more than words can tell. It breaks my heart every time Parry, Zane and Mia ask to see there daddy for a hug. I know you were proud of them, and you always will be. I remind them all the time that you will always love them. They will never forget you.

I hope you received the balloons we sent up for you, you will receive more on Fathers day!

We will love and miss you forever, you may be gone but you will never be forgotten. Sleep tight angel.

Rest in Peace Alan Mitchell, forever in our hearts. <3 xxx

im really jealous of people who can accept themselves and be confident and actually like how they look because it fucking kills me looking in the mirror and just wanting to cry and crumble into little pieces

(Source: my-body-not-yours, via megsterhope)