su3uho:

steve-bucky:

shitrichcollegekidssay:

napternal:

The mentally ill are made to feel like burdens on the people around them. They are made to feel hated. They are made to feel less worthy than their neurotypical friends and family. Then people have the nerve to ask why they want to kill themselves, or why they feel so distraught and helpless?

But of course, whether they attempt, or succeed, everything is made about how much the family and friends cared about the victim, instead of their willful contribution to the abuse of the mentally ill.

THIS IS SO TRUE AND IT MAKES ME SO MAD

#those constant speeches about how ‘suicide is selfish’#you are the selfish ones who have no understanding of their struggle and don’t want to either#get off your fucking high horse#these people are in pain and your self righteousness just makes me sick#i have a lot of feelings

theslinkylizard:

Odin goes to the beach~

cats-are-true-love:

He KNOWS he’s not supposed to touch the nightstand cause he knocks stuff off. Now he’s just mocking me.

bridie-girl:

This just increased my giraffe obsession.

bridie-girl:

This just increased my giraffe obsession.

crunchbuttsteak:

have you ever known somebody so shitty they completely ruin that first name for you?

johndarnielle:

Are you a person who would like to hear the first ten minutes or so of the Wolf in White Van audiobook? Then, reader, this post is for you!

therandominmyhead:

Baskin-Robbins JP “Halloween Sundaes” evoke spooky Halloween day and night, and will be available from 9/26

a-night-in-wonderland:

cloud iridescence - caused as light diffracts through tiny ice crystals or water droplets of uniform size, usually in lenticular clouds.

ninfia:

Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.

ohnoproblems:

natellite:

"the raven" only its about macklemore. thanks for following my blog

once inside a thrift shop dreary, while i browsed there, weak and weary,

over many a quaint and curious greatcoat of forgotten bore—

while I nodded, puissance sapping, suddenly there came a yapping,

as of some one whitely rapping, rapping at my bargain store—

“‘tis some visitor,” i muttered, “rapping at my bargain store—

only this and macklemore.”

octosquid:

someone very dear to me sent me this while I was in exile.

octosquid:

someone very dear to me sent me this while I was in exile.