'cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough
car·ing (kârng)
adj.
feeling or showing care and compassion.( Charles Hardin Holley || 17 || The "Pepsilad" ||
September 7th 1936 - May 8th, 1954 || Guitarist / Songwriter || Ghost )
Your name is
BUDDY HOLLY. You're a
GHOST.
You're originally from
TEXAS, and you were born in a little town called
LUBBOCK. You come from a moderately large family; two older brothers and a sister. You are the youngest out of all of them. As the youngest, you never got much
ATTENTION. Nobody really took you seriously. For example, when you were in middle school, you discovered that you really needed
GLASSES. Well, you went to your mom about it, and she didn't believe you until the eye doctor
SPECIFICALLY told her your vision was a very bad 20/800, and she finally agreed to let you have them.
You'd always had an affinity for
MUSIC. You can sing, dance, and play the guitar pretty dang well. You dreamed of playing for
GREAT BIG CROWDS one day!
But unfortunately, you
DIED before that could happen...
funny when you're dead how people start listeningand ain't no valley low enough. ♡