himchanspenus: Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
pavlovs-schrodinger: pavlovs-schrodinger: when im older and my kid needs me to sign something for school im just gonna write “Dad” in really crappy handwriting so it seems like my kid forged my signature and the teacher calls to tell me and im just “yes no it is i dad” i posted this when i accidentally took too much medication screw you guys
thenerdfighterkid: slydig: tsarbucks: slydig: dont be mean be median or mode damn math fandom bloggers shut up we have a good range of jokes
basedgodniall: when you and your friends hate the same person
fuckyeahfamousblackgirls: “Sandra you owe us $79,648 and 22 cents and I want my money now”
akanedee: if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
sixsteen: if u feel sad right now look at this bunny eating a flower
I have a larger than life personality. Why the fxxx do I shove it down inside?! Why? What justice am I doing to myself? To the world? *turns up the diva inside* Introducing…. me. :)
And she saved her friend! That was still quite a perplexing story. I hope I can sleep without nightmares. :|
What is this show? How did it retain its allure after all these years?
And I am now watching Are You Afraid of the Dark.
*throws a flurry of gay everywhere*
Things to take away from today: Worry about as little as necessary, since life is a pretty heavy load just getting along moment to moment. It’s okay to be crazy sometimes. A lot of times, actually. Carefree is the way for me, as is living for myself. At the same time, it can’t hurt to care; if it does, do your best to fix it. I am weak, powerful, big, small, all the things you could...
scentofbooksandtea: When you meet someone who is your intellectual superior in the domain you absolutely love, you have two choices: you either freely throw yourself in the hells of depression and self-loathing, or you watch the mountain in front of you and say “ I’ll make you dream my name”.
A thought that crosses my mind: “I really don’t want to deal with depression. Sadly, I already do ‘deal with it’. I just pretend it’s not there. That works, right?” Does it work?
Struggling to understand depression? Read this. →
For those seeking hope and understanding in the hopeless meaninglessness of their – or someone else’s – depression. The comments are the reason I post the link to io9 instead of directly to Hyperbole and a Half; be sure to read Allie’s posts, then flip through the comments on the io9 post itself. Some of the comments spark threads that show multiple angles of human...
randomstuff134: sodamnrelatable: take a moment to realize you have never seen your face in person, just reflections and pictures some scientists agree that if you saw a clone of yourself, you wouldn’t recognise it as you, because our idea of what we look like is so different from what we actually look like
if I don’t do myself a favor & let my instincts take over…
Packing up to go home
It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course....– You’re Not Making The Most Of Your 20s by Ryan O’Connell (via hidingfromoursins) holy cow. everything about this is me right now. fuck. (via beautifauna)
Tonight is a night to be uncomfortable with yourself. It has to happen sometime.