On Robin Williams

butthorn:

When I wanted to kill myself, it was three days before Christmas. I found myself at the hospital, in a room with no windows and a locked door. Sometime well after midnight, a social worker came in. She asked me questions about my history of mental health, my family, friends, work, bowel movements,…


spoken-not-written:

jawngreenyoukiller:

howimetyoureffingmother:

favourite person in the world.

^

everybodyone

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