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restoring-force:

SO THIS WAS AUSTIN CARLILE’S REACTION TO ME ASKING HIM A HUGE FAVOUR. before I even started asking him I was crying… he looked me directly in the eyes and asked me what the favour was. I told him I wanted him to write “when you look down on me, I hope you smile” to get tattooed in his handwriting in memory of my uncle who recently passed away, and my dad who passed away a couple of years ago. I know I’ve already posted a photo set of me with Austin, but this photo makes me so happy. immediately after I asked him he grabbed me, held me for a moment while I cried and took me over to a table where he started writing, so carefully (with his left hand heheheh) it was so perfect with Blunt Magazine taking photos of the whole thing and my best friend saying ‘turah stop crying please’ while she was tearing up herself… Austin hugged me like 20 times and asked my name… then freaked the fuck out when I told him and he said “that’s the coolest name ever!”. I honestly hope my uncle and dad are looking down on me and smiling… because I sure can’t stop smiling after meeting my absolute idol and hero, who’s kind heart and meaningful lyrics scooped me out of depression and self harming. I just can’t even… if I died tomorrow I’d be happy.

restoring-force:

SO THIS WAS AUSTIN CARLILE’S REACTION TO ME ASKING HIM A HUGE FAVOUR. before I even started asking him I was crying… he looked me directly in the eyes and asked me what the favour was. I told him I wanted him to write “when you look down on me, I hope you smile” to get tattooed in his handwriting in memory of my uncle who recently passed away, and my dad who passed away a couple of years ago. I know I’ve already posted a photo set of me with Austin, but this photo makes me so happy. immediately after I asked him he grabbed me, held me for a moment while I cried and took me over to a table where he started writing, so carefully (with his left hand heheheh) it was so perfect with Blunt Magazine taking photos of the whole thing and my best friend saying ‘turah stop crying please’ while she was tearing up herself… Austin hugged me like 20 times and asked my name… then freaked the fuck out when I told him and he said “that’s the coolest name ever!”. I honestly hope my uncle and dad are looking down on me and smiling… because I sure can’t stop smiling after meeting my absolute idol and hero, who’s kind heart and meaningful lyrics scooped me out of depression and self harming. I just can’t even… if I died tomorrow I’d be happy.