FaTeXWaffle

I'm pretty sure I am disabled

[yeahdragon]

[yeahdragon]

earth shatteringly important addition

[uni416]

I love this meme format too

[fatexwaffle]

[long-boy-in-the-soup]

When you want to play trials but you don't got any friends to play with you and you're too shy to ask anyone

[bayushijackal]

Ran into Saint-14 at Katsucon! I’m a stupidly happy Dreg right nyao!

[rocket-away-deactivated20201026]

A thought struck me. Kind of a bittersweet one. Guardians don’t remember what it was like to be a child. They don’t remember the comfort of a parent or guardian or a loved one in general. They don’t remember the trials and tribulations of growing up.

But then, they also don’t remember the parameters that “define” adulthood. And maybe that’s why they’re so childlike sometimes. Nobody remembers that adults don’t do this or that, or that they’re meant to take things seriously all the time because that’s what being an adult is. So they dance and play and have fun. They’ve been gifted with the wonder of rediscovery. They’ve been given a new life, nearly endless. Why should phases even matter?

[katiebelle2679-deactivated20260]

Season of Dawn

Curse of Osiris 2: Electric Boogaloo

[geralt-of-oblivia]

[lonelydestinyhunter]

Big mood

[house-of-kells]

A group of guardians enter what could be described as a classroom, simple tables set up to be used as makeshift desks. Shaxx stands at the head of the room, hands on his hips, a whiteboard pinned to the wall behind him.

As the guardians take their seats, some of them kicking up their legs, the crucible handler uncaps a dry erase marker and calmly writes: “Why we, as Guardians, cannot fuck the Fallen.” As he finishes writing he hears scrambling behind him.

He whirls on the class, only to find every seat empty and the door hanging open.

[thepineapplepanda]

[googleygareth]

[determined-mind-deactivated2025]

[girlwhorpsalot]

I needed this.

[mentalmentalhealth]

Thank you to all the people who posted this so I ended up seeing it. I really needed this right now. Thank you!

[aro-ace-christian]

Yeah… Not gonna lie… I cried…

[muslimintp-1999-girl]

We need more people like this

[armillary-spheres-lover]

Goddamn it stop making me feel human

[dreamsrainandwitchythings]

The therapist I wanna be.

[positivelyqueerace]

Text in the image:

“I’m a therapist and keep this poster in my waiting room, apparently it’s saved a few lives.”

I don’t like the phrase “a cry for help.” I just don’t like how it sounds. When somebody says to me, “I’m thinking about suicide. I have a plan: I just need a reason not to do it,” the last thing I see is helplessness.

I think your depression has been beating you up for years. It’s called you ugly, and stupid, and pathetic, and a failure, for so long that you’ve forgotten that it’s wrong. You don’t see any good in yourself, and you don’t have any hope.

But still here you are: you’ve come over to me, banged on my door and said, “HEY! Staying alive is REALLY HARD right now! Just give me something to fight with! I don’t care if it’s a stick! Give me a stick and I can stay alive!”

How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a marine: trapped for years behind enemy lines. Your gun has been taken away, you’re out of ammo, you’re malnourished, and you’ve probably caught some kind of jungle virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders.

And you’re still just going, “GIVE ME A STICK. I’M NOT DYING OUT HERE.” “A cry for help” makes it sound like I’m supposed to take pity on you, but you don’t need my pity. This isn’t pathetic. This is the will to survive. This is how humans lived long enough to become the dominant species.

With NO hope, running on NOTHING, you’re ready to cut through a hundred miles of hostile jungle with nothing but a stick, if that’s what it takes to get to safety.

All I’m doing is handing out sticks.

You’re the one saying alive.

[ultimate-science-nerd]

I legit cried at this. I’ve needed to hear it put this way. Bless this post.

[tea-rabbits]

Every time I see this post I stop to read the whole image. It always helps — even on the good days.

Because it wasn’t weakness. It wasn’t shameful to seek help. It wasn’t pathetic to “cry for help”. I was looking for a stick, be that from myself or from someone else. I was trying to find a way out. I was trying to heal myself.

[aurora-nerin]

this is fuckin incredible. 

[irondad-not-ironsad]

I’m sorry if I repost to many of these, but if it could be someone’s “stick” then it’s worth it

[imeverywoman420]

Men trying to sound not horny by hating women is so funny. whenever i hear the word thot or e girl it sounds like an 12th century man saying temptress

[lets-talk-about-sects]

If she breathes she a TEMPTRESS

[josouprince]

[hayesit]

me in overwatch’s “ranked” mode: let’s group up team!!    (: 

my teammates racing to choke to see who can go get their head clicked on by a sniper first:

[jasonttodd]

*comes online*

*reblogs 30 things within 5 minutes*

*fucks off again*

[valtsv]

*tastes potion like a chef testing the soup* hm. needs more eye of newt.