Never lose faith in what you believe in, no matter what it is, no matter how hard people try to break you. You don’t have to act strong, and you don’t have to not cry. Weep your heart out for 5 minutes, then face the world head on again.
Hi guys, this little fella’s name is Marco Ponce Luna, he lives in CA. That’s his older sister, Patricia, but she made me scribble her face out because she said it looked awkwardly tiny, heh.
Trish’s little brother has cancer. Hard to believe? I know. He’s suffering from Leukemia, a blood cancer. It’s getting really worse, Marco needs a bone marrow transplant immediately, someone who matches him almost completely. They don’t know if this would save him for good, but it was worth a try, said Trish. If you are a donor or would like to be eligible for Marco, please visit sites like bethematch.com (mostly redirected as marrow.org) to qualify first. I’m not trying to exploit Marco in anyway, just asking for some help in place of a friend who’s trying very hard to get help. If you don’t know a donor, could you please reblog or pray for him instead? Thanks guys. :)
For info email us at: marcoluna_transplant@hotmail.com
National City, CA. One of the most beautiful, yet frowned upon counties in San Diego. They call it Nasty City sometimes. I live here. That’s an apartment for seniors, yes that. It would explain why neighboring cities would mistake heart attacks and disabled seniors for a shooting or something, when an ambulance roars through. There are many volunteers that take care of the seniors around here, I grew up with most of them, one of my grandma-sitters being a senior here and all. Why do they call it that? Nasty City. I really do not know. Maybe it’s because they never grew up with us.
Before and After challenge from deviantArt. What you do is, you take a drawing from way back that you did, try drawing it again, and see how much you improved.