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@fromkatie-withlove
the four horsemen of the apocalypse
he does nt even know
Know what
the economic state of america
出航
20160327
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”
He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it
I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning
cake with fondant literally isn’t even food it’s like a play dough sculpture with cake trapped inside its vile
thank you for your bravery in speaking the truth about this
having a kitchen that looks like this disqualifies you from making this statement
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James Elroy Flecker, from “To A Poet A Thousand Years Hence,” written c. October 1910
kittens are so fucking stupid & i love them
Like you’ve never wanted to lay in a giant bowl of mashed potatoes.
kinda cool to think how someone somewhere is having the best day of their life today. someone’s hearing “i love you” for the first time today. someone’s gonna meet the love of their life today. someone’s gonna get the job of their dreams today. it’s someone’s best day today. and guess what binch? tomorrow it could be ur best day so keep going
Reblog if ur pro binch-empowerment
ITS MINGUS
He teeth too big for he gotdamn mouth!!!!!
A loud vampire
god of agriculture
if i dont romanticize everything i do i’ll die