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Aug 31

21 Tips to Keep Your Shit Together When You're Depressed. →

rosalindrobertson:

A while ago, I penned a fairly angry response to something circulating on the internet – the 21 Habits of Happy People. It pissed me off beyond belief, that there was an inference that if you weren’t Happy, you simply weren’t doing the right things.

I’ve had depression for as long as I can…

Aug 30
cyanblur:

cyanblur:

here’s a hot dog wiener with nothing inside it in case you want to make your blog more
hollow weenie

i posted this the day before halloween 2013 suddenly people began reblogging it again this week, so i have 2 questions
who in the world decided to bring this back in august? and does halloween really just run from the start of the school year to thanksgiving for you all??

cyanblur:

cyanblur:

here’s a hot dog wiener with nothing inside it in case you want to make your blog more

hollow weenie

i posted this the day before halloween 2013 suddenly people began reblogging it again this week, so i have 2 questions

who in the world decided to bring this back in august? and does halloween really just run from the start of the school year to thanksgiving for you all??

Aug 23

(Source: donaldhoward)

Aug 19

goosestopit:

going back to school more likeimage

Aug 12

heyerchick:

This is a Hugh Dancy smiling appreciation post :) To brighten up our Monday.

Aug 11
remyreaper:

waltdisnerd:


battbaby:


With out sound his lips read ‘You piece..of poo poo’





I FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE

remyreaper:

waltdisnerd:

battbaby:

With out sound his lips read
‘You piece..of poo poo’

image

I FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE

Aug 08

quote

When I was thirteen
I laid a blanket on the dewy grass of my front yard
I sat down
And I cried.
I cried because I thought I was nothing.
Because life consisted of mostly misery.
My arms were covered in scratches
My body was begging for food
They told me I was nothing more than a girl.
Nothing more than damaged goods.
I believed them.

Now I am seventeen.
I laid a different blanket down on the same dewy grass in my front yard
And I smiled.
It has been
143 days
since a razor blade touched my skin.
My body is full of chocolate
because my best friend took me out to dinner tonight.
I graduated high school early.
My second year of college starts in 26 days.
I start my new job on Monday.
(I’ve always wanted to be a barista.)
My internship is going well.

I know now that I am not damaged goods.
A lot can change in four years.

— 'Four Years' by Kaitlyn Mercy (light-through-the-night)
Aug 04

(Source: gwenstacyd)

Aug 01

ask-gallows-callibrator:

eatyourpie:

unicorn-ghost:

i’ve been waiting for this photoset my whole life

thank you

yesyes

i was legit about to get upset but as i scrolled i became happier 

(Source: neoproxeh)

Aug 01

darning-socks:

((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))