Take a deep breath.
It’s okay to be scared.
You’ve been here everyday for a month.
You’ve had a set routine for a month.
You’ve been told what to eat, and when to piss, and when to smoke.
You’ve been told what to do and how to do it.
You’ve even been told what to wear even.
It’s okay to be scared.
Take a deep breath. It’ll be okay.

Say goodbye to the friends you’ve made here.
You’re going back to your regular life.
You knew you’d have to say good bye,
You just didn’t know that goodbye would come so soon.
Hug repunzel, and tell her you’ll miss her gold hair and country accent.
Hug kathy, and tell her you’ll miss her silly hotdog jokes and good life advice.
Hug mary, and tell her you’ll miss singing that stupid song abut belonging in a mental home.
Hug golde, and remember how much she reminds you of yourself only in her 60’s.
Hug hetts, and tell her you’ll be in that second row at her wedding.
Hug the nurses and try not to cry.
Take a deep breath.

Pack your bags.
Put your pillow and blanket away.
Fold your sheets.
Put your shampoo back in your bag.
Put back on your batman beanie.
Say good bye to your room.
Take a deep breath.

Smoke one more cigarette.
Sit down on your bench.
Remember all the conversations you had with the girls.
Remember how these people made you feel like you weren’t alone.
Remember that you have their numbers, and names.
Remember everything.
Never forget.
Take a drag of your cigarette.
Exhale.
Take a deep breath.

Hug your friend.
Understand that it won’t feel the same.
Understand that they won’t see you as the same person.
That they will always ask if you are okay.
That they will worry if you are okay when you just need to spend time alone.
Realize that they are still scared for you.
Realize that it is never going to change.
Sit silently all they way from Louisiana back to Texas.
Take a deep breath.
Take another.

Get out of the car.
Grab your bags.
Count the steps you have to take to get to your dorm room.
Take out your key.
Take a deep breath.
Open your door.
Take a deep breath.
Sit down.
Take a deep breath.
Don’t cry.
Take a deep breath.

Keep breathing.
Keep breathing.

It’s okay.
You’re okay.
Don’t panic.
You can do this.
It’s okay.

Keep breathing.
Don’t panic.
  Keep breathing.

keep breathing, Nessa Mcvea (via neverendingseaofwords)
Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently.
Abbie Nielsen, Dear Future Daughter (via octobermoe)

cattailsandcattales:

urbies:

Great moments in tv history

The best part is how the hand giving the cigarette doesn’t belong to anyone in the room—no one is wearing that shirt.

iamjohnegberttheheirofbreath:

Beck was a real friend

the “text me when you get home so i know you’re safe” kind of people are the kind of people i wanna be around

austere-fallen-angel:

does anybody else clean their phone screen by wiping it on their boob or is that just me

exteriors:

english teachers be like

Why do what you will regret? Why bring tears upon yourself? Do only what you will not regret. And fill yourself with joy.
Buddha (via youngwannabebuddhist)