Hello, I am modern-day Russia, but you can call me Salaman Braginski. Perhaps you knew me once as Ivan, but much has changed since the Cold War and other bloody conflicts of the past. Do not be afraid to speak to me; I promise I don't bite - just don't provoke me.

M!A Status: N/A
Relationship Status: Single

((I guess I should mention this is an independent RP blog for APH Russia, and despite all the historical stuff here, that isn't my main focus))

5th August 2012

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((The day Tyler told me he was talking to a banana.

Yup. Good day.))

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4th August 2012

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Hats Off to My Brother, Tyler

Many of you here know who my brother is - he has, no doubt, been in your inboxes when you were feeling sad and given you something to smile or laugh about. He’s, as many people describe him, really cute and really sweet.

He’s also the most selfless person I’ve ever met. I’ve never seen him become so devoted to anyone or anything in his life. For many years after the Philippines, he’s struggled with insecurity and a sense of uselessness, I think, and I’ve never known how to help him. I’ve never known what to tell him or what to do. While I recovered from depression, he seemed stuck - we both were no longer surrounded by the bullies of our MS years, but he still seemed lost.

Ever since he’s come here, ever since he met all of you, he’s changed - if only very subtly, very slightly. You’ve touched him in a way I could never have hoped to. I think you’ve really helped him, more than you know. When you’re feeling down, feeling upset, lost and lonely, he’s there. When he’s away, you’re all he can think about. He’ll wake up thinking of you and go to sleep worrying, but all the same, you’re in his heart and he loves you very dearly.

When he talks about you guys, I feel in awe. He’s amazing, and selfless, and loving… just everything you’d expect from an angel - minus the wings. I’m not religious or anything, but he’s like a Godsend in a world of douchebags and jerk-faces. We’ve all experienced what it’s like to be put down by others, by society. It’s degrading and depressing, and sometimes we listen a little too long to their lies. Sometimes we give in, give up. At those times, just remember my brother, remember he’s thinking about you fondly, he’s loving you and worrying about you and carrying you in his heart, always. You’re not alone so long as he walks this earth.

Maybe you won’t read this long text post - I’ve been talking about me all day; I can’t imagine why you’d read any more of my garbage - but I wanted to make a tribute to him, somehow. 

Tyler, I love you so, so much, and I’ve never been more proud of you than I was tonight. You’ve grown into such a courageous, selfless and talented young fellow, and it makes me smile and cry all at the same time. Never stop being who you are - you have the strength to keep pushing forward, and I know in my heart that you will.

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