I love you right now because you have always been there. Wanting my attention, obtaining it, but you never hurt me when you had it, or got it. That’s one of the sweetest things anyone could have done for me and I don’t know if you knew you were doing it. My mind is full of clutter. But you’re not clutter. I’m glad about that. It softens the harshness I’m living with. Thanks.
The most important thing to remember about depression is this: you do not get the time back. It is not tacked on at the end of your life to make up for the disaster years. Whatever time is eaten by a depression is gone forever. The minutes that are ticking by as you experience the illness are minutes you will not know again. — Andrew Solomon, The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression (via toyoufromb)
This is awkward.
(Source: fyspringfield, via fyspringfield)
Topher McCulloch #hellolove2014
Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtaxed. — Oliver Wendell Holmes (via larmoyante)
And the copse where you once tied my shoe-knot
Is shamelessly open as day!
Arthur I. Keller, from Her letter, by Bret Harte, Boston, New York, 1905.
boneshark asked: People are only nice to Charlie Brown because he has cancer, right?