16 4 / 2014

joshpeckofficial:

mysticaljew:

someone studying atoms is really just a bunch of atoms trying to understand themselves

what have you done

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16 4 / 2014

16 4 / 2014

15 4 / 2014


Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter

Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter

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15 4 / 2014

the-grace-of-cas:

sonianeverland:

hey

hey friend

dont kill yourself tonight ok

you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again

youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep

I would like a moment to thank the people who reblog post like this so that it eventually shows on my dash.

It is keeping me alive.

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15 4 / 2014

thisiscasey7:

forgott-en:

nedhepburn:

This one time I painted a living room with a girl.
This was a handful of years back. It was about eight months before the huge, flame-out of a breakup. That day, though? That day we painted the living room? It was pretty uneventful. We painted my parents living room for $50 between us and a pizza. That was it. I think we watched Anchorman or something after that.
But it still holds as on of the most indelible memories I have. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not still in love, it happened, it was good, it ended, and we’ve both moved on. But I’ll never forget that day. Because it’s never, in the long run, about the grand gestures. You can fly across the world and show up on her doorstep with a rose in your teeth and a ring in a little velvet box but I can guarantee you that - more often than not - she’s going to remember the time you built the birdhouse in the back yard, or what have you, a whole lot more.
Life wasn’t meant to be taken in large movements. The next day will inevitably arrive, you’ll sleep, and the moment will have passed. But when you have a hundred thousand small moments, you can step back and appreciate the picture a lot more than metaphorically blowing your load on some grand moment that, in all honesty, look, you’re not Bruce Fucking Springsteen, you’re not going to be able to blow everyone’s mind every single night. You’re not Romeo and/or Juliet. There’s no reason to drink the poison together in some flame-out gesture. So that leaves us with the small stuff. It’s all about the detail.
That’s what love is. Attention to detail.
And the moment will end. And then things will get boring. And it might get a little quiet. And it might all end horribly. And you might hate eachother at the end. And you might walk away from eachother one day and never speak again. But that’s just how it goes.
But she’ll remember the time you held the door open for her on your first date.She’ll remember the time you laughed at her impression of the landlady.She’ll remember the time you stayed up all night that first time. She’ll remember the small things a lot longer than the big ones.
But everything ends. And I’ll tell you why you have to make the small things, the small moments count so much more:
One day, probably a while longer from now, when old age takes ahold of someone, she might just only remember your smile. Everything you ever did together, every second, every moment, every beat, every morning spent in bed, every evening spent together on the sofa, all of that - gone. Everything you ever did will be reduced to the head of a pin. She won’t remember your name. She’ll just remember your smile, and she’ll smile. She won’t know why. It’s a base, gut reaction. But she’ll smile, uncontrollably, and it will come from somewhere so deep as to know that you touched her on a primal, honest, and true level that no scientist, scholar, or savant could ever begin to explain. There is no more. There is nothing else. There is just this: She’ll remember your smile, and she’ll smile.
And you know what? That’s all that really matters in the end.


I just cried at this

thisiscasey7:

forgott-en:

nedhepburn:

This one time I painted a living room with a girl.

This was a handful of years back. It was about eight months before the huge, flame-out of a breakup. That day, though? That day we painted the living room? It was pretty uneventful. We painted my parents living room for $50 between us and a pizza. That was it. I think we watched Anchorman or something after that.

But it still holds as on of the most indelible memories I have. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not still in love, it happened, it was good, it ended, and we’ve both moved on. But I’ll never forget that day. Because it’s never, in the long run, about the grand gestures. You can fly across the world and show up on her doorstep with a rose in your teeth and a ring in a little velvet box but I can guarantee you that - more often than not - she’s going to remember the time you built the birdhouse in the back yard, or what have you, a whole lot more.

Life wasn’t meant to be taken in large movements. The next day will inevitably arrive, you’ll sleep, and the moment will have passed. But when you have a hundred thousand small moments, you can step back and appreciate the picture a lot more than metaphorically blowing your load on some grand moment that, in all honesty, look, you’re not Bruce Fucking Springsteen, you’re not going to be able to blow everyone’s mind every single night. You’re not Romeo and/or Juliet. There’s no reason to drink the poison together in some flame-out gesture. So that leaves us with the small stuff. It’s all about the detail.

That’s what love is. Attention to detail.

And the moment will end. And then things will get boring. And it might get a little quiet. And it might all end horribly. And you might hate eachother at the end. And you might walk away from eachother one day and never speak again. But that’s just how it goes.

But she’ll remember the time you held the door open for her on your first date.
She’ll remember the time you laughed at her impression of the landlady.
She’ll remember the time you stayed up all night that first time.
She’ll remember the small things a lot longer than the big ones.

But everything ends. And I’ll tell you why you have to make the small things, the small moments count so much more:

One day, probably a while longer from now, when old age takes ahold of someone, she might just only remember your smile. Everything you ever did together, every second, every moment, every beat, every morning spent in bed, every evening spent together on the sofa, all of that - gone. Everything you ever did will be reduced to the head of a pin. She won’t remember your name. She’ll just remember your smile, and she’ll smile. She won’t know why. It’s a base, gut reaction. But she’ll smile, uncontrollably, and it will come from somewhere so deep as to know that you touched her on a primal, honest, and true level that no scientist, scholar, or savant could ever begin to explain. There is no more. There is nothing else. There is just this: She’ll remember your smile, and she’ll smile.

And you know what? That’s all that really matters in the end.

I just cried at this

(via roseoswiins)

15 4 / 2014

pubicles:

Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am

(via fuckingyashin)

15 4 / 2014

"If your destination, or the steps you are going to take in the future, take up so much of your attention that they become more important to you than the step you are taking now, then you completely miss the journey’s inner purpose, which has nothing to do with where you are going or what you are doing, but everything to do with how. It has nothing to do with future but everything to do with the quality of your consciousness at this moment."

Eckhart Tolle (via lazyyogi)

14 4 / 2014

joelbyeman:

"you choose your favourite character because they remind you of yourself"

image

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14 4 / 2014

14 4 / 2014

"at some point you just have to let go of what you thought should happen and live in what is happening."

unknown (via castlle)

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14 4 / 2014

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13 4 / 2014

recoveryisbeautiful:


Even though some of the links go directly to the iTunes or Android store, still double check them because most of them are available of both platforms as well as others :)
12 Steps AA Companion (iTunes/Android)
Alura: Cognitive Therapy
ASK & Prevent Suicide (iTunes/Android)
AutisMate
Beating the Blues
Beat Panic
Beat Social Phobia (iTunes/Android)
BellyBio Interactive Breathing
Bipol-App
BioZen
Body Beautiful
BrainHQ
CBT Referee
Circle of 6
Cogmed
CogniFit
Cognitive Diary CBT Self-Help
Cognitive Enhancement Therapy
Constant Therapy
COGPACK
Control Alcohol (iTunes/Android)
DBT Diary Card and Skills Coach
DBT Self Help
Depression CBT Self-Help Guide
Eating D
eCBT
eMoods Bipolar Mood Tracker
Emotions and Feelings - AutismFeelings Book
Fit Brains
Focus Trainer
Guardly
Happy Habits: Choose Happiness
HAPPYneuron
HELP Prevent Suicide (iTunes/Android)
iCBT
iCounselor
iMoodJournal
ImQuit – Quit Addiction
iPromises
iStress
Just-in-Case
Kissy Project
Life Mood
LifeLine Response
Live Happy
Lumosity
Mobicip Safe Browser with Parental Control
Mood and Anxiety Diary
Mood Panda
Mood Tracker
Mood Tracking Journal and Diary
Mood Watch
MoodGYM
MoodKit
Moodlytics
MoodMaster Anti-Depression App
Moody Me
MyBrainSolutions
MindShift
My Mood Tracker
MyThoughts
OneHealth Meeting Finder
OnWatch (iTunes/Android)
Operation Reach Out (iTunes/Android)
Optimism
Overcoming Social Anxiety
Panic Aid
Project Toe
PSSCogRehab
PTSD Coach
QPR Suicide Crisis Support
Recovery Box
Recovery Record
Rise Up + Recover
Sad Scale
SAFE Alternatives
Safe Helpline
Safety App
Safety Plan
SAM – Self Help for Anxiety Management
SAS – Social Anxiety Support
Scientific Brain Training Pro
Self-Esteem Blackboard
Self Help Classics
Sobriety Counter
Stop Panic & Anxiety Self Help
Stop Drinking (iTunes/Android)
STOP!T
StopSelfHarm
Suicide Lifeguard
T2 Mood Tracker
Take Control
Teen Hotlines
The Now
This Way Up
Thought Diary
Watch Over Me – Personal Safety App
Way of Life
WhatsMyM3
Wingman Project
Worry Box- Anxiety Self Help

recoveryisbeautiful:

Even though some of the links go directly to the iTunes or Android store, still double check them because most of them are available of both platforms as well as others :)

(via rampyourvoice)

12 4 / 2014

12 4 / 2014

"If you’re reading this…
Congratulations, you’re alive.
If that’s not something to smile about,
then I don’t know what is."

Chad Sugg (via realizes)

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