Things My Brother Taught Me

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"You have different laughs.”
“Different laughs? What do you mean?”
“You have a laugh for when you’re truly happy and a laugh for when you’re trying to prolong it.”
“I didn’t realize that.”
“Most people can’t, but I can tell the difference."
Totally necessary late night friend talks (via thingsmybrothertaughtme)

And then he told me he thought I was a pathetic person.

— 6 hours ago with 1 note
xarchonx:

probably nope

I’ve been told there are many things they would choose over being my friend. Awesome. Cool. I would have given up so much more to still be yours.

xarchonx:

probably nope

I’ve been told there are many things they would choose over being my friend. Awesome. Cool. I would have given up so much more to still be yours.

— 6 hours ago with 562 notes
lostintheseaofwords:

(56) Tumblr on We Heart It.

There is a horrible amount of truth in this. My memories are golden. The people in them, fast forward to now, just cause me so much pain. And I just don’t know why.

lostintheseaofwords:

(56) Tumblr on We Heart It.

There is a horrible amount of truth in this. My memories are golden. The people in them, fast forward to now, just cause me so much pain. And I just don’t know why.

— 6 hours ago with 644 notes
"This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself."
Marianna Paige (via mariannapaige)

(via ontwolanesof-freedom)

— 7 hours ago with 41914 notes
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love."
Washington Irving (via fewthistle)
— 7 hours ago with 53 notes

I would just like to go home now.

— 1 day ago
Sometimes I hold my breath for a little bit. So I can feel my heartbeat in my ears. And go back to accepting that I have to keep moving forward.A friend of mine told me he was ready to lose his battle three nights ago. This is probably around the 14th time this had happened. I’m 550 miles away, 72 hours later, and I can only hope that he’s still alive. Because if I call, I may just pull myself down with him.One of my best friends told me two nights ago that everyone is inherently selfish. That good is something everyone wants to be but actually isn’t. He says good is a noun. It’s this idea we all hold for ourselves but never actually achieve. That’s why it can’t be an adjective. I am feeling this now more than ever. And I hate it.Last night I stumbled into my apartment. Sober. Stopped to actually think for a moment and realized. I hadn’t eaten in three days. Welcome to a rough week. Please send my regards to the writer in hope that this won’t be my final chapter. I’ve walked out in front of three cars these past few days. Not realizing what I was doing until the abrupt stop. Someone. Please. Help me.

Sometimes I hold my breath for a little bit. So I can feel my heartbeat in my ears. And go back to accepting that I have to keep moving forward.

A friend of mine told me he was ready to lose his battle three nights ago. This is probably around the 14th time this had happened. I’m 550 miles away, 72 hours later, and I can only hope that he’s still alive. Because if I call, I may just pull myself down with him.

One of my best friends told me two nights ago that everyone is inherently selfish. That good is something everyone wants to be but actually isn’t. He says good is a noun. It’s this idea we all hold for ourselves but never actually achieve. That’s why it can’t be an adjective. I am feeling this now more than ever. And I hate it.

Last night I stumbled into my apartment. Sober. Stopped to actually think for a moment and realized. I hadn’t eaten in three days.

Welcome to a rough week. Please send my regards to the writer in hope that this won’t be my final chapter. I’ve walked out in front of three cars these past few days. Not realizing what I was doing until the abrupt stop. Someone. Please. Help me.

(Source: breadandolives, via ontwolanesof-freedom)

— 3 days ago with 3015 notes
#bipolar  #mania  #depression  #scared  #fighting 
#127

swimmingproblems101:

Cheering till your voice gets hoarse. And then cheering some more

— 3 days ago with 30 notes

chemicalaccess:

weloveshortvideos:

Proper swimming technique 

I ONLY SWIM FREE

I just cried a little bit from laughing so hard.

(via swimmingproblems101)

— 3 days ago with 53875 notes
So wonderful. I remember the practice where we discovered this trick. THE BEST TIMES.

So wonderful. I remember the practice where we discovered this trick. THE BEST TIMES.

(Source: ForGIFs.com, via swimmingproblems101)

— 3 days ago with 380104 notes
#151

swimmingproblems101:

WHEN YOU THINK YOU MISSED YOUR HEAT BUT YOU DIDN’T

— 3 days ago with 21 notes

It’s like I’m terrified to live my own life. Hours are disappearing. When will it become days? Mania summer 2014. The hella sneaky non euphoric version.

— 3 days ago
"You have different laughs.”
“Different laughs? What do you mean?”
“You have a laugh for when you’re truly happy and a laugh for when you’re trying to prolong it.”
“I didn’t realize that.”
“Most people can’t, but I can tell the difference."
Totally necessary late night friend talks
— 4 days ago with 1 note