Social anxiety isn’t cool.
OCD isn’t cool.
Bipolar disorder isn’t cool.
Depression isn’t cool.
Cutting isn’t cool.
Phobias aren’t cool.
Trauma isn’t cool.
Sleep disorders aren’t cool.
Eating disorders aren’t cool.
They’re real things, they’re scary, and pretending you have them is just fucking obnoxious and an insult.
(Source: hopelesssly-imperfect)
you and i.
in 3 years, you’ll be enlisting in the marines and i’ll be a junior in high school. you’ll be out on ships and travelling the world while i’m in high school. we can’t possibly work around this. we can’t have a future together, no matter how perfect we describe it to be for each other. we can’t have children together like we planned or name them together or fight over who holds the baby first. i’ll never get that with you. you’ll never be the man to get on one knee and hold a ring to my finger, the man who smiles a mile at our wedding, the man who has tears of joy streaming down his face at the sight of his new baby. we’ll never have that all because of our 2 year age difference. and we have 3 years left together until i lose you to the marines. i know i can’t make it if you’re gone.
so to put it this way, in 3 years, i won’t have to suffer from the pains of being weak once again and not having a strong arm to hold me up. i won’t make it another 3 years, honestly. at least one of us is following their dream.
Probably not the absolute weirdest, but this keeps coming to mind and it was definitely the scariest.
A few summers ago, I was with two of my best friends and we were outside in my backyard at night because we heard there was a meteor shower or an eclipse or Jesus was…
perfection-killed-the—teenager:
(via imgTumble)This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing.
some people will never realize how much certain words can hurt others. STOP CYBER BULLYING
holycrap. im shaking this is so sad. please reblog guys.
(Source: euclidwilliam)
If I was a celebrity I would go knocking on doors and be like hello yes it’s me
I would ride the bus to confuse people.
I would stalk a fan, find out where they work, and bring them a coffee.
I would make a tumblr about myself and secretly fangirl about how amazingly awesome I am.
how u like yo eggs
fried or fertilized
scrambled
I see a little silhouetto of a man
ScaraMOUCHE scaraMOUCHE
Will you do the fandango?
ＴＨＵＮＤＥＲＢＯＬＴＳ ＡＮＤ ＬＩＧＨＴＮＩＮＧ
ＶＥＲＹ ＶＥＲＹ ＦＲＩＧＨＴＥＮＩＮＧ
Me!
Galileo,Galileo
Galileo,Galileo
Galileo, Figaro
magnificooooooooooo~
(Source: metallikato)
