Vanessa: *cries because something isn’t perfect with Nick*
Raven: *cries because she is holding an armful of husky puppies*
Not today Justin

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Vanessa: *cries because something isn’t perfect with Nick*
Raven: *cries because she is holding an armful of husky puppies*
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKwz2Ob8CEE&feature=share
The fact that the best day of Raven’s life was when she held those husky puppies and not when she slept with Nick is so relatable tbh
ABBY HAD HER DOGGLES ON THE OTHER DAY 😂😂😂🐶🐶🐶😎😎😎
My cousin is a preschool teacher and asked her students to suggest names for the baby she is expecting. It went well.
grandma
Over 70% of women hold babies on their left side – but it’s not because they’re right-handed. The right side of your brain handles nurturing tasks like social cues and bonding, and it gets that information from your left auditory and visual fields. By seeing and hearing the baby from the left side, your brain receives stronger signals of what the baby needs. Source
“Why do you flinch so hard?”
Maybe there was a time when someone wasn’t kidding when they swung at me.
Grammy Awards
I love watching the Grammys and unfortunately I fell asleep before I could finish watching last night. I recorded it though and I was watching it today. Katy Perry's outfit was seriously on point 👌🏼 super sleek and sexy...except her mesh/lace corset thing under her blazer was way too small for her boobs. Like REALLY small... idk if it was supposed to fit that way, but I was honestly so anxious for her having a potential wardrobe malfunction, lol. Like holy shit her tits looked like they were going to slip out any minute! 😳
*puts a hello kitty bandaid over my childhood trauma*
Self-loathing and Thoughts equaling facts?
Have you ever hated yourself SO much that it feels like you can't exist anymore? Not just a surface level self-consciousness or not liking yourself sometimes, but a deep seated hatred that you exist? This isn't about simply not liking how I look physically, it's to the point where I don't feel like I deserve to exist. I'm not ever good enough to do anything and I'm just not ENOUGH in general. I constantly feel like I'm a waste of space. Constant thoughts that flood my brain are SO loud and I can't stop believing them. I've believed these thoughts my entire life and I don't know how to NOT believe them.: Thoughts: ALL OF THIS SHIT THAT I WENT THROUGH AS A YOUNG CHILD MUST BE BECAUSE IM A TERRIBLE ROTTEN PERSON. I DESERVE TO BE HURT AND THATS THE REASON I WAS HURT SO BADLY. IF I WASNT SO BAD, SUCH BAD THINGS WOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED TO ME. And it just goes on, and on. It feels like a part of me MUST force me to believe these things, and I have to believe the thoughts and take them as facts. I absolutely see the absurdity in this, and it's incredibly frustrating not understanding how to undo these irrational thought processes. I'm stuck. I'm stuck in my head. I'm alone.
i used to get self-conscious over the smallest things but friends let me tell you that today i had to smuggle a furious 8ft python onto the bus during the school rush and not a single person noticed. not one. if people don’t care enough to notice a shopping bag writhing and seething with barely-contained reptilian hatred then i promise you that no-one will pay any attention to that blemish you’re fretting about or how you’ve done your hair
this is extremely concerning and also very reassuring, thank you and please stop bringing pythons onto public transportation
But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.
Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao (via thequotejournals)
depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over.
put on clean, comfortable clothes.
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink.
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
OHMYGOD LADY GAGA KILLS ITTTTT!! What did I just watch?! 😍 Like, I'm straight, but she fucks me up in some kind of wayyyy 😍❤🙌🏼 One day late, but still, #womancrushwednesday #womancrusheveryday
For years mental health professionals taught people that they could be psychologically healthy without social support, that ‘unless you love yourself, no one else will love you’ …The truth is, you cannot love yourself unless you have been loved and are loved. The capacity to love cannot be built in isolation.
Bruce D. Perry (via i-incendium)
Say I am holy. My walls are that of a temple. Sacred does not mean pristine. I am beautiful. I am landslide and crater shake. I am human in all the faults that build me. I am loved. If this feels wrong or foreign, that is okay. Sail on the violence of its awkward, court it as your new addiction And breathe.
Denise Jolly, The Ritual (via trappedangel)
i hate pancakes
CASH ME OUSSIDE, HOWBOW DAH?
OH MY GOD THIS IS DENNY'S OFFICIAL BLOG. IM FUCKING DYING RIGHT NOW 😂😂😂