by fredericforest
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Love Begins
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
EXPECTATIONS
The Bowery Presents
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almost home
Cosimo Galluzzi

Discoholic 🪩
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Claire Keane
art blog(derogatory)
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PR's Tumblrdome
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Interview Vampire Daily
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Origami Around

#extradirty

shark vs the universe

seen from United States
seen from Vietnam
seen from Vietnam

seen from Germany

seen from Netherlands

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Thailand

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Bangladesh

seen from Türkiye

seen from Malaysia
seen from Botswana
seen from Canada
seen from Nepal
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by fredericforest
aethetic
pink lips, bubblegum heart, aesthetic
rose tint
As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen
-winnie the pooh
Caring for a Mental Illness
I have read countless posts on here about how difficult it is to suffer with a mental illness. and many more instructing carers on how to look after sick friends and family. But I have seen so few posts about the carers
I have suffered through depression, anxiety and bulimia. And this happened because by 18 I was caring for four respective friends. One such person I saved from attempted suicide more than once.
I know how to deal with these situations, I in no way need advice. but when you are constantly phoned; messaged; begged and threatened. It takes a heavy toll on you. A heavy sense of responsibility. I was a lifeline.
I am okay now. I am happy, healthy and so are the friends - thanks to their own hard effort, but also, thanks to me (for which I have had no acknowledgment).
Living with a mental illness is horrible, but being the walking stick of someone who is.... I cant describe it. because you are carrying someones hurts and you are also carrying your own and yet are ultimately helpless to fix the former.
The Bronze Horseman, Paullina Simmons
too short
Its okay to be soft.
Everyone faces their own demons. they tend to have the same names we do.
Started from the bottom now we’re... still...at. the bottom
glitter painted hands
Book of the day: Night Road by Kristin Hannah
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sculptures, gone
crying room, aesthetic
spilled milk
bubblegum heart