Anonymous:
How do you even know what love is? You're 17.

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touchmykat:

I’ve known what love is since the night I was conceived. With that act, my parents tried to mend what had been broken between them, but 5 years later it just didn’t work. I’ve known what love was since I was 3 and my sister stepped in front of my mother and threatened to kill her if she ever laid a hand on me. My brother taught me what love was when he always put others before himself emotionally and financially even when he was struggling to pay for college. My father taught me what love is when he showed my step mom for the first time, that love isn’t found at the back of a man’s hand when he’s in a fit of rage, but at the tips of his lips when he pulls her in for an embrace, because he wouldn’t ever let anything harm her. And she taught me what love is when she wouldn’t look at me because we were too nervous to make eye contact. She taught me that love is never giving up, and fighting for each other even when it seems like the whole world is against us. And she taught me that no matter what, when I wanted to find my way back home, it’d always be wherever she was. 

I know what love is.

This. Holy shit. This

"I was so high and you tasted like warm coffee with three sugars and lots of milk and really, i think i love you"

Someone just texted me this - coconut-cola (via perfect)

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fun prank: wake up during open heart surgery and sing don’t go breakin’ my heart to the surgeon

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Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. I only just heard the sad, sad news of Robin Williams’s death. My wife sent me a message to tell me he had died, and, when I asked her what he died from, she told me something that nobody in the news seems to be talking about.

When people die from cancer, their cause of death can be various horrible things – seizure, stroke, pneumonia – and when someone dies after battling cancer, and people ask “How did they die?”, you never hear anyone say “pulmonary embolism”, the answer is always “cancer”. A Pulmonary Embolism can be the final cause of death with some cancers, but when a friend of mine died from cancer, he died from cancer. That was it. And when I asked my wife what Robin Williams died from, she, very wisely, replied “Depression”.

The word “suicide” gives many people the impression that “it was his own decision,” or “he chose to die, whereas most people with cancer fight to live.” And, because Depression is still such a misunderstood condition, you can hardly blame people for not really understanding. Just a quick search on Twitter will show how many people have little sympathy for those who commit suicide…

But, just as a Pulmonary Embolism is a fatal symptom of cancer, suicide is a fatal symptom of Depression. Depression is an illness, not a choice of lifestyle. You can’t just “cheer up” with depression, just as you can’t choose not to have cancer. When someone commits suicide as a result of Depression, they die from Depression – an illness that kills millions each year. It is hard to know exactly how many people actually die from Depression each year because the figures and statistics only seem to show how many people die from “suicide” each year (and you don’t necessarily have to suffer Depression to commit suicide, it’s usually just implied). But considering that one person commits suicide every 14 minutes in the US alone, we clearly need to do more to battle this illness, and the stigmas that continue to surround it. Perhaps Depression might lose some its “it was his own fault” stigma, if we start focussing on the illness, rather than the symptom. Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. He died from Depression*. It wasn’t his choice to suffer that.

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FINALLY PEOPLE ARE STARTING TO TALK ABOUT WHAT DEPRESSION REALLY IS.

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THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER READ

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