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Keni
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Stranger Things

JBB: An Artblog!

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Origami Around
noise dept.

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art blog(derogatory)
hello vonnie

Janaina Medeiros

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JVL
DEAR READER

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

@theartofmadeline

if i look back, i am lost

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@chaosmodeposts
@ the water that drips down my arms when i wash my face and makes a big ass mess: fuckin fight me
reasons I’m still on this hellsite:
1) nowhere else I could find posts this specifically relatable
“The distinction between diseases of “brain” and “mind,” between “neurological” problems and “psychological” or “psychiatric” ones, is an unfortunate cultural inheritance that permeates society and medicine. It reflects a basic ignorance of the relation between brain and mind. Diseases of the brain are seen as tragedies visited on people who cannot be blamed for their condition, while diseases of the mind, especially those that affect conduct and emotion, are seen as social inconveniences for which sufferers have much to answer. Individuals are to be blamed for their character flaws, defective emotional modulation, and so on; lack of willpower is supposed to be the primary problem.”
— António R. Damásio, Descartes’ Error: Emotion, Reason and the Human Brain
in tears
the best part about having a job is being able to go through doors other people aren’t allowed to use the worst part is everything else
Albert Camus
— Rouhy S.M.
“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”
— Sylvia Plath
You think you're an introvert because you like being alone, but maybe it's not about solitude. Maybe it's about peace. Maybe it's the quiet you've fought so hard to protect. Maybe it's the safety of your own company, after being around too many people who made you feel like too much or not enough. You smile differently around people who bring you calm. You speak more. You laugh louder. You come alive in rooms where your soul doesn't shrink. You're not afraid of connection. You're just tired of surviving it. So don't confuse your boundaries with isolation. Don't confuse your quiet with disinterest. You're not closed off. You're just waiting for someone who feels like home, not a battlefield.
shes so me
People look so different once you don't care about them anymore. You begin to notice how ordinary they are, how it was your love that made them unique.
having a mental illness is so annoying because wdym yesterday I was creating elaborate study plans, outlined my novel, and finally decided to go shopping and today I don't even have the energy to talk???
I tell everybody im good cause wtf they going to do if I’m not