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“I would do it again, you know. Ask you - for your name, for your number, for your favourite food and colour, for the last time you cried and for the first person who broke your heart. For all that it’s worth, I‘d never give away the privilege of having met you.”— n.j.
Why not? Because it’s all for naught. Oh, dear! I can’t tie a knot.
requested by Anonymous
“My mom battled drug addiction and mental illness her entire life. She ultimately died of it. She was purposefully open in all of her work about the social stigmas surrounding these diseases. She talked about the shame that torments people and their families confronted by these diseases. I know my Mom, she’d want her death to encourage people to be open about their struggles. Seek help, fight for government funding for mental health programs. Shame and those social stigmas are the enemies of progress to solutions and ultimately a cure. Love you Momby.” - Billie Lourd.
(via spongebobssquarepants)
This will fuck with some heads