lolshtus:

Come On Master, I Won’t Do It Again
Reblog if you’d care if I killed myself

Telling me I’m not allowed to be sad because there are other people out there who have it worse is like telling me I can’t be happy because other people have it better

-Not known to me but it’s too profound not to share :)

morphine-and-cigarettes:

sad black and white blog, I follow back similar

fuckheaded:

Clearly she wears those short skirts and skimpy tank tops because she wants the d. and by d I mean vitamin d. she wants to soak up as much sun as she can. because revealing clothes are not an invitation for sex u prick

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

redintegratee:

I hate getting sad to the point where my body shuts down and all I can do is just lay there and think about all my problems

loveisfluid:

boundunbound:

clauderabbit:

myawfulpersonality:

Having an anxiety disorder is like that moment where your chair almost tips or you miss a step going down the stairs but it never stops

Shit

Truth

THIS IS THE ONLY DESCRIPTION OF ANXIETY I HAVE EVER IDENTIFIED WITH

THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE

BUT HOURS- SOMETIMES DAYS- LONG

joshpeck:

do you ever just realize that you’re not a good person

the-disney-posts:

Love Disney, you must follow this blog!

humorous:

handpickedhappiness:

thevoxbox:

charlesoberonn:

giftvvrap:

will you marry me = a marriage proposal
will, you, Mary, me = a foursome proposal

Will you, Mary me = Cavewoman Mary helps Will recover from his Amnesia

Will, you marry me. = Will’s time-traveling partner

And people keep trying to tell me that punctuation isn’t important

 

the-disney-posts:

If you love Disney, you must follow this blog!

t0tally-pers0nal:

Let’s “cuddle” and when I say cuddle I mean aggressively makeout and grab me everywhere