five years ago my best friend was killed in a horrific accident. 2 weeks before he died him and i were sitting in a park listening to his ipod and bob marley’s three little birds started playing and he turned to me and said “you have to play this song at my funeral. i dont care if i die tomorrow or in 50 years. this is the song i want played when i die”. in his memory i have three little birds flying across my heart.
(Source: fuckyeahtattoos)
that’s too cute awh ):