gruntledandhinged:

ALL of this. Encourage people to try new words, to mess them up, to experiment with vocabulary, to learn complicated adjectives and verbs and nouns, because words are fun.
Also, don’t be a jerk.

gruntledandhinged:

ALL of this. Encourage people to try new words, to mess them up, to experiment with vocabulary, to learn complicated adjectives and verbs and nouns, because words are fun.

Also, don’t be a jerk.

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addelburgh:

farewell

addelburgh:

farewell

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lambhoof:

i have a special folder for photos of small dogs snoozing on large sleeping places

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Adulthood, tbd

Despite not accepting adulthood gracefully, I’m actually pretty good at my job. So sometimes I think I’ve just made some mistakes along the way. I just have to make things right and everything will start to progress again.

Not to be all special snowflake and all, but I guess I sometimes think of myself as a star. It’s just not yet my time, I’m young, I’m finding myself, etc,.

And then sometimes I think I’m the wagon, and I’ve been hitching myself to the wrong star over and over again. Every time I unhook myself, I fall back to earth and have to find a new ride.
When I head back up, I wonder if this is the right star for me. Will it shine as brightly as I hope? I get a little higher and brighter each time. Falling back to earth is a longer, harder, and more painful journey.

What constitutes a nervous breakdown?

I ask mom what’s for dinner tonight and she mentions that Grandma is making chicken soup.

I tell my parents I plan to go to the gym today, so they ask me to stop by and visit my grandparents beforehand.

A few hours later I get an email from my dad saying we’re having dumplings tonight and can everyone help make them.

I don’t know how I got so fragile, but I read that email and almost burst into tears. I’m hovering on the edge of absolutely crippling anxiety because I can’t get a handle on being an adult. I’m paying for an expensive gym membership but I never go to the gym, and it seems like every time I think it’s a good time to go to the gym something happens where I feel like I can’t go.

I’m having a nervous breakdown, maybe. Anything at this point could set it off. Is this a life crisis?

I can’t do anything except look at photos of bunnies and puppies. I can barely get out of bed most mornings without scrolling through happy photos of fat small dogs on instagram first.

apriki:

DRAKE IS HAVING A BREAKDOWN GUYS

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"If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them."

anonymous reader on The Dish

One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.

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It’s important to look at things the other way sometimes.

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AMEN

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pleatedjeans:

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animalstalkinginallcaps:

LOOK, JUST MAKE UP YOUR MIND. COME OR DON’T, BUT THE PORTAL ONLY STAYS OPEN FOR LIKE … FIVE MINUTES AT A TIME.
AND HEY, I’M SORRY IF THE LAMESTREAM MEDIA MISLED YOU INTO THINKING FAERIES WERE DIMINUTIVE, BLUSHING TEENAGE GIRLS WITH WINGS, BUT THEY GET ALL SORTS OF SHIT WRONG. W.M.D.S IN IRAQ? DON’T THINK SO. M.S.G. CAUSES “CHINESE RESTAURANT SYNDROME”? SORRY, SCIENCE SAYS NO. 
AND NOW HERE WE ARE, JUST YOU AND A LIVING, BREATHING EXTRADIMENSIONAL CREATURE OFFERING YOU THE CHANCE TO LEAVE THIS MUNDANE PLANE OF EXISTENCE AND EMBRACE THE UNKNOWN, AND YOU’RE HESITATING BECAUSE I DON’T FIT YOUR PRECONCEIVED NOTIONS OF “BEAUTY” AS DEFINED BY GLOSSY MAGAZINE ADVERTS OR TRUE BLOOD OR WHATEVER.
YOU KNOW WHAT? FORGET IT. I’M OUT OF HERE.

animalstalkinginallcaps:

LOOK, JUST MAKE UP YOUR MIND. COME OR DON’T, BUT THE PORTAL ONLY STAYS OPEN FOR LIKE … FIVE MINUTES AT A TIME.

AND HEY, I’M SORRY IF THE LAMESTREAM MEDIA MISLED YOU INTO THINKING FAERIES WERE DIMINUTIVE, BLUSHING TEENAGE GIRLS WITH WINGS, BUT THEY GET ALL SORTS OF SHIT WRONG. W.M.D.S IN IRAQ? DON’T THINK SO. M.S.G. CAUSES “CHINESE RESTAURANT SYNDROME”? SORRY, SCIENCE SAYS NO. 

AND NOW HERE WE ARE, JUST YOU AND A LIVING, BREATHING EXTRADIMENSIONAL CREATURE OFFERING YOU THE CHANCE TO LEAVE THIS MUNDANE PLANE OF EXISTENCE AND EMBRACE THE UNKNOWN, AND YOU’RE HESITATING BECAUSE I DON’T FIT YOUR PRECONCEIVED NOTIONS OF “BEAUTY” AS DEFINED BY GLOSSY MAGAZINE ADVERTS OR TRUE BLOOD OR WHATEVER.

YOU KNOW WHAT? FORGET IT. I’M OUT OF HERE.

renjin-chan:

you can tell this is a high ranking bun, because he is wearing a crown that is also a bun

renjin-chan:

you can tell this is a high ranking bun, because he is wearing a crown that is also a bun

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dailybunny:

Bunny Enjoys a Mouthful of Grass
Thanks, Sandra and Bean Bunny!

dailybunny:

Bunny Enjoys a Mouthful of Grass

Thanks, Sandra and Bean Bunny!

high-rollin:


brichibi:

untitled-titles:

i want to cry

He tried so hard.  And got so far.  But in the end.  It doesn’t even matter.

OMFG

high-rollin:

brichibi:

untitled-titles:

i want to cry

He tried so hard.  And got so far.  But in the end.  It doesn’t even matter.

OMFG

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yes hello we are open good morning

yes hello we are open good morning

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