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probablyspam

……………this show is amazing

chandabeard-deactivated20191001

Find someone as sleepy as you.

Coexhaust.

hilarioushumorfromouterspace

somecutething

happiestcarrotcake

This journal entry from 2 and a half years ago, deep in my eating disorder, about how I wasn’t sure I could both recover and empathize with clients as a future social worker, and how my ED was actually a “tool” is laughable. And sad. On Thursday, though, I felt small and embarrassed, when monitoring a meal…I felt like a patient again, and this journal entry was relevant. But the next day I realized what felt like weakness is a strength.

Someone on the unit said yesterday that she wants to be a therapist one day and I want her and anyone else using this as an excuse to know it a valid but unrealistic fear. Just recover, just do it. Then you can help.

princesshamlet-deactivated20210

i think we, as a species, should go back to saying ‘alas’

there-is-still-some-liquor-left

it’s like “yikes” but with…culture

perspectiv8

portraitdelajeunefilleenfeu

the pioneers used to ride these babies for miles

buttonpoetry

“Male kindness is so alien to us we assume it is seduction every time.”

— Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak (via buttonpoetry)

lohver

you only get 782 chances with me bitch i don’t tolerate shit

infpisme

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Me: I have no reason to complain, my life is pretty good

Also me: Complains 90 percent of the time about anything

c-isnenegro

alisonzai

*gently buries my face into a very soft dog*

humofnight

i love one (1) disaster wizard

curlicuecal

It’s a good metaphor tho, because the situation is never going to get better if you don’t eventually pull the door. And afterwards, no matter what the damage was, you’ll have a working cabinet, whatever plates you could salvage, and a place to start putting new plates.