"If you’re looking for the word that means caring about someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, it’s love. & when you love someone you don’t stop, ever. Even when people roll their eyes, or call you crazy, even that, especially that, you don’t give up because if I could give up, if I could just take the whole world’s advice & move on and find someone else, that wouldn’t be love, that would be some other disposable thing that is not worth fighting for."
– How I met your mother (via twistedtheory)

(via lipstickinfamy-blog)


"

My older brother received a call at two pm on a Thursday,
That his roommate from college
And best friend from high school;
Overdosed and died,
Last Wednesday night.

My brother is 25 years old.
He missed three days of work, sat at home in the dark,
And cried for the first time in six months.
This is not poetry.

My father is very, very sick.
He sleeps for seven hours,
To build up a half hour of strength,
Just so he can pick me up from school.
He hasn’t been well in over a year.
And still,
He prays every night, “Thank you God, for making this happen to me, and not my children.”

I am swallowed in fear,
That soon enough, he will go to bed,
And never wake up.
This is not poetry.

There are thousands of people,
fighting cancer,
and war,
and death,
just to have one more day,
In hopes that it will get better.

And still,
You people glorify sadness,
and long for your death,
because apparently life,
is just too much of a burden.
Wake up, your ignorance is sickening.
Your life is thousands of times more beautiful,
Than your death will be.

"
– For My Father, S.Skavdahl (via johnny-nije-dobar)

(via thelordvoldemort)