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Clap your hands if you’re actually low key mentally ill as fuck and can hardly handle anything and you feeling like no one actually likes you at all and all you wanna do is sleep your life away
Social experiment
Reblog if you think girls can have short hair.
Academic me: you have so much to do you have a test and ten things due tomorrow you must snap out of it and do your fucking schoolwork
Anxiety me: I know I know I have to I must what should I do I just can't I want to cry I want to sleep I want to hide
Depression me: this is too much why are we all still fucking here
JUST TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR
FEMINISM: equality for all sexes/genders
MISANDRY: hatred for men, power for women
MISOGYNY: hatred for women, power for men
MENINISM: a joke. like a literal joke. the concept was created to mock male anti-feminists, but they didn't get the memo and rolled with it like it was a legitimate thing
straight boys are weak and pathetic, queer girls walk into the ladies changing room and see ten women naked, do they stare? do they say something inappropriate? do they make them uncomfortable? no because they have the common fucking sense to recognise when a situation is sexual and that people deserve the most basic level of respect to not be harassed, yet here we are banning shorts and low cut tops in school because straight boys are weak and pathetic
My brother killed himself on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year and I missed four days of work and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’. My brother he was always a fan of beauty but what he did was not beautiful at all. And last week I got the news that one of my good friends from high school had overdosed (again) except this time she’d gone too far and now she was gone. And I had a hard time falling asleep at night and her mother hugged me tight and thanked me for coming to the service but I did not want to be there at all. This is not beautiful. The girl down the street would’ve turned 21 last year and I can scarcely imagine the wild times she would’ve (should’ve) had. But she is buried six feet deep after falling nearly 300 and she did not leave a note. This is not beautiful. My freshman year of college and my roommate was beautiful and how I wanted to be just like her. But she wore herself down till she was almost invisible and if you blinked you had to go and find her all over again. So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition but are paying her hospital bills watching their daughter crumble. This is not beautiful. So y’all can take your narcissistic romanticizing and glamorizing of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide and shove them as far up your ass as you possibly can. Starvation is not beautiful. Killing yourself is not beautiful. Sadness is not beautiful. This note I am writing is not beautiful. But you you are beautiful and it’s about damn time you start believing it.
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“Particularly prone to serious procrastination problems are children who grew up with unusually high expectations placed on them…or else they exhibited exceptional talents early on, and thereafter “average” performances were met with concern and suspicion from parents and teachers.”
Holy SHIT
OH MY GOD
I'll be the intense, bright lightning bolt to your stormy, ebony night.
this is the kind of modern art I love….
Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.
I’ve gotten more angry asks about this post than I have actual reblogs.
I literally put my coffee down, stared at the screen and said “Holy shit…”
Fuck.
this is still my favorite post ever
Always reblog
Woah
well he really should have worn more protective clothing if he didn’t want that to happen sounds to me like he was asking for it
Are we really sure he was actually shot and decapitated? Idk, sounds like something he would’ve made up. Guys make false decapitation accusations all the time, you know.
If he didn’t want to be decapitated, he shouldn’t have worn a shirt that showed off his neck
I mean, not all woman decapitate people. I’m not like that.
Was he alone? He shouldn’t have been alone. I mean what was he expecting?
How I say ' I love you ' to my friends:
"I'm drawing you something."
"How're you feeling?"
"Are you alright?"
"Anything I can do to at least make you feel better?"
"I'll stay up with you as long as I can, OK?"
"Please eat something."
"Go to sleep, it's late, please."
"You're a dork."
"You're a nerd."
"I love you."
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
ok this is to a friend who is following me but probably won’t see this bc she’s too self-absorbed. you are emotionally abusive. you are selfish. you can’t let me have one moment of happiness. you haven’t spent one moment to actually get to know me, and impose your ideals onto me. every time i’m around you, you do something to make me feel like absolute shit. you cannot accept blame, and force me to be the bigger person at all times. you’re hypocritical with a capital H, and turn everything around so it’s my fault. (like the time i was upset at you for a very valid reason, and your first response was to say, “are you just gonna mope around and be moody? nobody likes you when you do that.”) i’ve literally not once heard you say anything could possibly be your fault. not fucking once. you tell me that it’s my fault for not having more friends, then interrupt any conversation i’m having and cut me off. you take credit for things i do, using the excuse “other people needed to know what you said.” and to this person, as soon as i can, we are done. i’m not going to deal with feeling like shit daily because you use me to feel better about yourself. also, our mutual friend always comments on how much of a shitty friend you are to me.
Can we all stop making fun of people for posting pictures of their food? Maybe that’s the only way they can hold themselves accountable for eating that day.
don’t measure a woman’s worth by her clothes - terre des femmes