So. Today I found out about the passing of Robin Williams and I feel the need to share some words about it. It’s not really known to many, except those who may have watched “What Dreams May Come” or “Mrs. Doubtfire” with me, but I idolized this man. He’s been making me laugh throughout my entire life, and when I was old enough to truly understand and for some duration of my life, experience to some degree what he had battled with everyday for more than my entire time on Earth, I was astounded. He devoted his life to make people FEEL something. He brought joy to your heart just as easily as he brought sorrow or love. He was a master of masks and voices, because he had to put one on to face the world everyday. He took his depression and set it aside, using it as a reason to go out into the world and do his damn best to make people laugh because I would bet that to him, it was one of the greatest gifts he could give. People who suffer from severe depression wouldn’t wish the affliction on their enemies, and in action Robin did his best to, at least for the duration of his film, uplift your heart and the corners of your mouth.

It’s bitterly ironic to have What Dreams May Come be a movie that changed your life and receive this news. And it’s painfully close to home to see someone you idolized for their strength and altruism give themselves up to the very thing that you idolized them for surviving, but as anyone who has dealt with thoughts or attempts at suicide knows, the pull of the emotion is all too real and all it takes is one errant thought, one bleak moment, to push someone over the edge.

But a lifetime’s dedicated work is what we should be focused on remembering, not a second’s decision.

Robin, wherever you are, I hope they have facebook or tumblr, or the internet in general, because tonight it is exploding with messages and memories of you. I’ve loved you through the years, and it’ll be years yet, but when I have kids they’ll grow up loving you too. Because I never had a better role model, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the cross you carried to bring joy to millions.

R.I.P Robin Williams.

Remembering Robin Williams, MD

Just some of my personal feelings and thought regarding the passing of one of my idols.

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to those who wanted to see my art (no one, then) here are the contents of my current drawing notepad (also you get to read stupid comments about my art)

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No cualquiera se vuelve loco, esas cosas hay que merecerlas.
Julio Cortázar (via avenidadelospoetas)

the thing you are most
afraid to write.

write that.

― Nayyirah Waheed (via shebreathesmusic)
I feel like I’ve swallowed a cloudy sky.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via hourae)

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