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That’s what sucks about thanksgiving, the food. And that’s what sad is you know exactly what I mean.
AND HERE’S WHYKurloz: 10-15 minutes to roughly scribble downmeulin: over an hour, and like 45 minutes of that was just painstakingly adjusting her BOOB.AND SHE STILL HAS NO ARMS
polya ppl please know it is healthy and good to acknowledge sadness and jealousy and to ask for a little extra love sometimes to help you through it
Watching people pull their hair out on tumblr because of my candy love is like cracking me up xD and yet i want to cry because I AM ONE OF THEM T-T
sniggadoodles:self care tip: if you’re depressed or feeling down and don’t feel like leaving bed, change the sheets on your bed to nice, fresh, clean ones that smell good, and then take a shower or a bath, dress in clean pajamas, and go ahead and
sad-commie: duke-igthorn: lewmzi: pepperonideluxe: A comic about Seagulls.If you feel like this comic doesn’t accurately represent you, and that you personally don’t act like this, good. That means this comic isn’t about you. If you DO act like
sad-black: itsqueerlyhalloween: lesbianmccree: boganjunkrat: did you know there are bisexual flowers and they’re perfect it says so right there in my bio textbook i would never lie to you perfect (bisexual) reblog if you are a perfect bisexual,
slbtumblng: noizaooba: do u have that one person who you kinda just im so happy youre alive i dont care that youre miles and miles away i just love you a lot and care for you so much u u.
I feel like what’s pissing me off about this whole thing is that I never ragequit a fandom like this before. Ever. I’ve never had something become so tarnished to me that I actually had to ollie out. And I’m in HORRIBLE fandoms
I think what kills me about the shittiness of this summer is that I really thought I had a decent group of friends, online and off. I thought living with my SO would help (and it has) but my mental health issues are really bad and my friends are not
it’s just like…………………. inevitably I am thinking about the friend I had a falling out with and just……….. maybe she’s right and I’m a piece of shit that will never,
I get it, I’m unstable and I’m not really a person. I’m going to just quit student teaching and probably kill myself. there. that’ll make everyone be able to move on with their lives.
I think I’m ready for this three month long cry for help to be over. I cried. No one answered. I think it’s time to leave, because no matter how many times I scream and cry that I need someone, that I’m running out of time, I don’t
I can’t even do things that are fun correctly. I should just kill myself. I dont have any friends. I don’t have any hobbies that aren’t stupid. I’m worthless and nobody really reaches out when they see these posts anyway.
I saw a picture of my ex-housemate on instagram and it was sucha fucking kick in the teeth for me. there are people in the world that think she’s great. there are people in the world that think she’s nice. there are people in the world that
my professor accepted my fumbling apology, so there is that. he says that I’m a great contributor and will continue to be, regardless of things like this. so that’s comforting.
I can’t tell if it’s worth contacting a few people and just be like “hey are we still friends? if we’re not can I please defriend you from everything and move on?” but last time I did anything like that I was “giving
also I forgot my headphones today and the bus I was on was making this weird screeching noise so I curled up against the window and covered my ears hoping no one would notice I was having a mini meltdown. on one hand, I’m glad I’m more aware
i had a group project that i was supposed to present with people from the dance program on wednesday and LO AND BEHOLD THEY DROPPED OUT THIS WEEKEND, BECAUSE THE CONTENT WAS TOO DIFFICULT FOR THEM. So now I’m just really confused, having intense
I’m crying, because I got a B+ in a class and I’m a piece of shit 1) because I couldn’t get that 4.0 I wanted and 2) because I’m crying over getting a B+
agenderreid: trying to ask my parents to help me with rent bc my job fucking sucks and cut tours this month (I was working 1-2 days a week all month) and it’s just such a bad feeling. I hate that I’m doing everything right. I’m getting into
this is so silly but I broke out kind of bad and I’m really upset about it? I haven’t changed anything in my makeup routine and the only theory I can come up with is that the zits line up with where I rest the phone against my face when
so apparently the train that I need to get to work doesn’t actually start running until 8:20 am. ………and school starts at 8:10. meaning, I have to get on a train at 4:49 to transfer twice between one train and two buses to get
assault cw, nsfw text, tmi (overshare monday sorry) I think what really pissed me off about my assault, and still does really, is that I didn’t even have a great comfort level with sexuality before it happened. dysphoria fucked me up a lot and
I just had this wave of “I want to be a little bit normal goddammit!!!!!!!” today and oof I haven’t felt like that since high school.
talks about car accidents and fatalities, so like. don’t look at this post if that triggers you pls. hhhhhh just read a post about a person dying in a fatal car accident and a few weeks ago one of the teachers at my friend’s schools died
this is also probably working in tandem with the fact that I just slumped really fucking bad right now and I don’t even know how to cope hah hah so of course I’m going to just. be terrible and a mess. but also have it attack the parts
I fell asleep for two and a half hours and I feel even worse? that’s great.
hit one of those brick walls in which I’m just fucking angry about my ex, what they did to me, and the amount of money they owe my partner
I want to fucking die so badly right now, but it doesn’t matter nothing actually matters I can scream that into the void all I want, but nothing is going to change. everything is fucking shit.
I’ve actually been doing pretty well the past few weeks, probably because I’ve been doing a lot of visiting and all that. but this morning I had my throat catch and I remembered what I found out a few weeks ago and just. things felt weird.
I feel hideous rn and its really bad I usually am fine with looking very Italian but other than that whatever but I’m breaking out and I don’t look like how I want and things are not great rn
I was going to make a post and go “hm, why is it that my mental illness has gotten so horrible the past few weeks?” bc I’ve been having a lot more hallucination-y stuff and being absolutely convinced that I was not real/people hate me,
I think what’s really frustrating about whatever my head is doing is that it’s sliding back to how I felt when I was in high school? the whole you’re hideous/nobody likes you/you’re fucking useless. and I’m sure it’s
I’m sorry I haven’t been talking much. I still want to die and I’m tired of saying that and not hearing much in response. I’m just. tired.
I can’t stop flashbacking and I accidentally watched that Unfriended trailer bc it was on TV and basically I’m in a Very Bad Place right now
so it turns out they’re not renewing my contract and I’m out of a job.I am absolutely terrified and really suicidal right now so I don’t really know what to do.that’s all I guess.
lmao so gwyn got into a fender bender today, we missed four songs from the musical we drove into the city to see, and everything is legitimately terrible.I also like. threatened to roll into traffic and like. had my hand on the door handle. so that was
I try to keep sad blogging at a minimum rn, but man oh man I hate when you can sense yourself getting into a depressive episode. Esp when it’s like… thanks I love it I’m so glad that food and the concept of eating is entirely disgusting to
That was a cute episode. I love Steven’s love and enthusiasm for helping his dad, making him kind of oblivious that not everyone has the same intentions he does (it makes me sad to think about how everyone was laughing at Steven’s work gaahh). I like
That damn Pokemon dying alone in the Pokeball post really made me sad. It makes me think of all the Pokemon I lost when I stopped playing my games and then the save batteries ran out of charge and my save files were lost. I wonder if they realized I was
sad-black: gregwuzhere: sassyuchiha: katara:deathnoteforcutie:katara: is this a lie Her whole family is ^^^i need receipts. She can’t be hanging with Obama and be voting for Romney on the sly. She voted for Obama and got a bunch of her fans
That horrible feeling when you feel isolated and alone both IRL and Internet-wise
If I get a dollar ,for every time I hear and/or see the word “Swag” ,“Fresh” ,or “YOLO” at school today, I’ll have enough money to buy plane tickets for all my followers so they can meet AND treat them all to
sad-but-tru3: i love bassists and basses and bass solos and that’s about it
I try to tell myself that whatever I’m anxious and stressed about won’t matter in a year but in the present, it matters a lot and I don’t feel any kind of peace until I accomplish whatever’s stressing me out. And it’s hard
There’s nothing the author could say that could justify her character straight up lying about a man raping his daughter. There’s nothing that could justify this girl’s boyfriend killing her,accidental or not, and staging it as a suicide
That would be this generation totally! Mocking and filming but never helping. They like to watch pain of others. Because it takes their pain away. That’s sad! No backbone but a jelly bone relishing in the pain of others to feel better about themselves!
after-crisis: lumos-vs-nox: The problem with suicidal thoughts is that they’re not just there when your sad. You’ll be there, chillin, reading a book or talking to a friend and you’ll think ‘This is nice. But do you know what would be better?
Last night, I was having sex, and after I went out to use the bathroom, and Nephy’s dad was right there, so he definitely heard us fucking, or me at least, because I was nowhere near that quiet, and now I don’t even know how to deal with
sadness-or-euphoria: Doctor, this is why I love you. Right here. Vincent van Gogh was a man who is somewhat famous for his mental instability. He later ended his own life. For the Doctor to go and show him that his art mattered, and that his existence
I’m usually the type of person who watches and looks up any and all pieces of information of a show I like but I ABSOLUTELY refuse to watch the Adam short because I hate him THAT much
that was sad to read tho how Jake points out all of Dirk’s “mistakes” while he’s doing the exact same thing and he’s not even noticing and he’s just so oblivious to Jane’s feelings and she must really have a LOT
I tried colorizing one of your drawings! (sad-harlow)HIS JAMMIES IN COLOR….porple boi……..i love that gradient on his face. it’s so soft and pretty ;A;
