Soaking Up The Sadness

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[ewrewrewrew-deactivated20190930]

It’s hard to be positive when I know I’m a piece of shit.

[catsfurever]

$20 for a selfie with me

[scrumlordquill-blog-blog]

but I can go to the dumpster for free

[catsfurever]

[chilled]

this couldn’t get any better

[beyoncebeytwice]

i cant get over how ugly darren wilson is he is literally a human muppet and a garbage can at the same time

[auroraassists-deactivated201501]

okay but.. why are you insulting the muppets.. they had nothing to do with this

[beyoncebeytwice]

damn u right im sorry @muppets

[saraswift89]

Hey Taylor, 

The beautiful girl you see in this video was my best friend Kelsey, who sadly passed away in August 2010. Most of my best memories of her involve you Taylor. She loved you so much and we use to spend every possible moment obsessing over you and your music.

I got to see you live in February 2010 but Kelsey didn’t so when you were on tv she filmed it and sung along in the background. Her dream was to meet you so i’ve made it my goal for you to know our story and all of little memories. Over time I will tell you all the little things Kelsey would of wanted you to know, and all the things I want you to know. 

This little video was actually in her funeral video and I will cherish It forever. Hope you like it Taylor!

Love Sara xxxx taylorswift

[dressuplikehipsters]

Great Philosopher Taylor Swift (x)

[thejokeisonme]

I reblog this every time I see it on my dash.

[thisfightisworthwhile]

Still one of my favorite things she’s ever said because I feel this on a spiritual level!

[sweeranlove-deactivated20130303]

reblog if you appreciate ed sheeran’s existence

[sandyswift]

couldn’t scroll past this

[illbeursummersunforever]

WHO WOULD EVER DARE SCROLL PAST THIS

[nonconcept]

Khyber Ridge Residence, located in Whistler, Canada by Studio N-One.

[angulargeometry]

[thebestoftumbl-r]

[friskied]

if finland’s country border isnt called the finnish line then i have nothing to live for

[astronomyproblems]

Idk if this counts as a peeve more of an art-astronomy pet peeve

but when people draw the cresent moon and where the dark, shaddowed part of the moon is they put in stars

like studdenly that part of the moon is invisible instead of just being in the shadow

like wtf

[pastelmercutio]

wait no peOPLE ACTUALLY DO THIS???

[parfaerie]

 really stupid question though but like, aren’t there stars in front of the moon??? like??? space isn’t two dimensional so someone putting a couple stars in front of the shadow wouldn’t necessarily be wrong?? because aren’t there stars all around in space and?????? im just going to be confused forever frick uvu; 

[killer-pineapples-blog]

hun if there was a star infront of the moon we’d be fucking dead

[achillesvevo-deactivated2020090]

i’m fucking crying

[purplebuddhaproject]

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

Sylvia Plath (via purplebuddhaproject)

[my-typewritten-thoughts-deactiv]

Park wasn’t a boyfriend, he was a champion. And they weren’t going to break up. Or get bored. Or drift apart. (They weren’t going to become another stupid high school romance.) They were just going to stop.

Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park (via my-typewritten-thoughts)

[booksqouted]

That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfeast cereals based on color instead of taste.

John Green, Paper Towns (via booksqouted)

[wnq-anonymous]

10 Things You Should Never Say To A Depressed Person

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Taboo, glamorized, and misunderstood, depression is not fully recognized as a mental illness across the globe. Although studies inform the mass that depression stems from a biological disposition, it is mocked and minimized. Often when a friend or loved one reveals to us that they are struggling with depression, we have been taught in our society to form conclusions and solve their problems. We believe we are helping them by giving them a list of things to do. During their hardship, the most human approach is comfort and affection. Just listen.

Below, we have compiled a list of things you should never say to a depressed person. Uttering these words may cost your bond, drive someone to a deeper depression and create an irreversible distrust. Before we begin, we leave you with these wise words from Stephen Fry:

“If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest, and best things you will ever do.” 

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[outcastdreaming]

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[officialunitedstates]

The best part about being in law school is knowing all the laws. 

I slowly rolled down my window as the cop approached, careful to keep my hands where he could see them on the steering wheel. 

"Registration and license," the officer commanded. 

As I made my way to the glove box, all I could think about was how people in arid areas of the United States probably get less utility out of their glove box because they never really need to store gloves in there for colder seasons, unless, of course, their use of gloves doesn’t go hand-in-hand with the climate, but rather for gripping or style reasons. 

I handed the documents to him in silence, careful to scowl at the officer just enough for him to notice but not enough for him to get angry enough to scowl back.  I had won the scowl-off.

"Do you know how fast you were going?" the policeman asked, leaning down to peer into my mysterious dark green eyes.

I breathed in deeply, filling my lungs to the brim with O2 and car air freshener.  This was my moment. 

"No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offence to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.  The Fifth Amendment to the United States Constitution, passed by Congress on September 25, 1789 A.D."

He let me off with a speeding ticket.