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bullysquadess: peachbunni: I don’t want to make this a huge deal, so I’m going to leave this untagged here. But I feel for a place I was so invested in, I need to make some kind of announcement for those of you I care about very much. Thank you
booksxbandsxtears: sassy-gay-justice: witchlingfumbles: allthingshyper: shadowstep-of-bast: hate-my-human: secretcallgirl: kokilax: randomizeyourmind: Rape has become endemic in South Africa, so a medical technician named Sonette Ehlers developed
cum-fraiche: troyesivan: STILL TRUE i appreciate that he used a black, lesbian couple and their beautiful black baby to illustrate this point because i am damn tired of neil patrick harris being the face of queer struggle
pureblyss: Yep. It’s truly one of the saddest and hardest but most necessary things.
I’m struggling today. I feel broken. I feel guilty. I’m ashamed. I feel like that kid that gets told of by her mum then takes it out on her dolls. Only I’m 32 years old. When will it stop? Will it ever? Will I always be her emotional
Of the Wand & the Moon - A Cancer Called Love.Yeah, blogged this before, but it is one of the absolute best, and is so sad and inspiring ;_; Just… so goodThe video is great too
it kind of hurts to find out they are ashamed to admit that you did anything for them
sad with your dick out
Sadly I can’t watch it anymore.But I was loving it.
Sadness will be far away
soshocking: all these time i couldn’t figure out how to draw the armour on the lower half of the body…oh well…am done yes _(:3」∠)_
sad-commie:ghostofcommunism:ultralaser:Finn given 54,000-euro speeding fine - http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/blogs-news-from-elsewhere-31709454 A Finnish man has been handed a whopping 54,000-euro fine for speeding, it’s reported. Finland’s speeding
sad-plath: Kitazawa Shigeru
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,
Just a whole lot of fucking nothing
I often wonder what it’s like to have a lot of friends who care about you.
atomictiki: kastiakbc: retrogamingblog: Someone found a bottle of Mountain Dew from 1992 that would have won them a brand new Super Nintendo I know it’s already expired but give Nentendo a call! They might just award it for the journey that bottle
bluedragonkaiser: lennythereviewer: leetula: copperpossem: out-of-my-interest: This is what Cartoon Network has been reduced to. what the fuck I just gotta add on right quick: This, THIS is why Teen Titans Go! is the number one show on Cartoon
I give up. I really, truly do. Because no matter how many warning signs I basically scream at people, nobody in my life outside of a few people wh oare way too far away to really give me the support necessary for this type of stuff are actually going
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
wow I wish I could go back to like. an hour ago. really really badly. I am actually incapable of being happy and I don’t know what to do
I’m on the verge of bowing out of my grad school program I am this fucked up and I’m supposed to be teaching 100+ ninth graders? you’re kidding right? I’m such a fucking liability and nobody should have to ever hear me speak about
I’m breaking down in front of my housemate. My knees are shaking and my voice is all over the place and I’m crying and it’s all because of someone who once upon a time was my best friend. I hate this. I hate this so much. I don’t
It looks like I’m just going to have to call a bunch of mutual friends and just be like hey I probably can’t be friends with you anymore, because I can’t expect you to stop talking to someone who has become very, very toxic to me, but
I miss having friends. I don’t even miss specific friends, I just miss the concept of people wanting to spend time with me and sending me text messages, because they saw something that made them think of me.
life is great there’s flyers all over campus for an event featuring pictures of the housemate that drove me out of my old apartment. I feel so wonderful about being alive you don’t even know………….
stares up at ceiling am I supposed to try and chase my old self from before the assault or form a new version of myself? I’m not trying to be profound here, I just have no idea. I lost a part of myself and don’t know if I should be mourning
I was doing really good this week, but of course the moment I have down time I just feel that kick in the stomach of oh. right. that thing happened to me. I still feel broken from that and no professional success can fix that.
I’ve also internalized that no one really wants to hear about anything I have to say, which sucks. I want to talk about my experience rereading chernow’s hamilton biography or my kids or fandom stuff and I just kind of go “stop talking
I like to think of myself as doing pretty okay with the whole internalized ableism thing. There’s a lot of work-related stuff I need to work on (for example FUCKING TAKE A DAY OFF IF YOU WANT TO DIE WOW DONNIE) but today I actually had the thought
the weather’s getting colder and all I can think about is how this time, last year, I had two pairs of hands. two bodies. two directions of kind words being able to hold me in place. I miss the sensations, but I will not miss you. I will still
I hate when i can feel myself slipping into a bad place. Because I’m just kind of like “????? what do" I feel like an animal sensing a storm. I’m pacing around and there’s nothing yet, but it’s going to happen
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
my birthday is going to get forgotten about and I’m not okay with it, but I accepted it? it happens a lot, because of it being so close to christmas (which probably explains why I am so caustic during this season, sorry), but I just wanted to
I know this shouldn’t be an indicator of how ~depressed I am right now, but I tried to take a shower and like ~cleanse myself or whatever and I was so upset I just kind of stood in there with a chunk of my hair still covered in shampoo for a few
toward the end of the the latest episode of cm and now it’s beginning to fuck me up ah hah hah (cw for sexual abuse) it’s just like. this whole monologue of how what someone did to you will slowly take away your smile and your interpersonal
demigirljoseph: I’m trying to watch Haikyu!! But its also making me think of my ex so its kind of making me feel like shit… lmao I can’t stop getting hung up about this. why the fuck did my ex assault me I just wanted to watch an innocent
lmao sudden wave of gender dysphoria coolI think I just keep getting into a weird funk because of cosplay-related stuff????? like I get really defeated, because there’s characters I’d really love to cosplay in earnest (maki, fuku, joseph)
turns out one of the cylinders in my engine misfired. it really had nothing to do with the snow. so it’s either get a new engine, or fix it for more than the price of an engine.the biggest problem with all this is that I literally don’t have
so my mother called with my dad on speaker phone and here are some of the greatest hits:-“Stop crying!”-“Maybe if you lived at home during the school week, you could visit on the weekends” “What about rent-” “I
I think the reason why I don’t want to be alive anymore is because I don’t want to be a victim of abuse anymore. I’m so tired of reacting to things, because of my past abuse. I’m tired of not being able to handle people raising
I feel terrible saying this, but these cats were the last thing I needed with my head like this. I know very little about taking care of cats, injecting the diabetic one makes me anxious, and one of them shit in the tub, which was enough for me to have
shadowedhills: Someone on Twitter pointed out that the worst part of the year of deaths is not simply that we’ve lost celebrities, but that we’ve lost a whole group of the celebrities who helped an entire generation realize that being different was
chaveztodds:Piece of shit. Stupid piece of shit. You’re a real stupid piece of shit.
blankspace17:The reoccurring theme of being unwanted in your childhood and seeing yourself as some kind of monster and how you feel like you have to move mountains to get people to like you
wei–wuxian:what are your twenties if not an endless string of the ghosts of who you thought you would become
rosemochi:harrierdoobie:shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficultythe fact that all of my mutuals immediately reblogged this from me really says something about all of us, doesn’t it
alicat2911: northernsugar: rosewaterofficial: night time would be so beautiful and fun if all men had a curfew Oh my god my mind runs wild thinking of all the things I’d do in the dark if there were no men out after 9. I would wear a pretty dress
Joseph Mwangi, 34, sits in a state of shock after discovering the charred remains of two of his children, at the scene of a fuel explosion in Nairobi, Kenya. A leaking gasoline pipeline in Kenya’s capital exploded, turning part of a slum into an inferno
Sadness was once one of the seven deadly sins
more-than-bonita: God yesssss I’m sick of waiting :(
think of me
In need of a friend. Ugh.
I remember when I was new to this there were three people who I really felt connections with, one of them was the guy who showed me the world of ddlg but they all disappeared eventually
sad machine.
verzweifeln: vertical-illusions: skinny-depression: cuts—and—bruises: I’ve wanted to put this up for months now, but I don’t know how to even begin to explain it. This is a picture that someone took of me standing on the top of a car park,
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
Kevin Conroy and Gallagher? My heart can only take so much today. It’s too much. Both of them were way too impactful in my life.Seriously Mad as hell from Gallagher was a life motto for me and who could ever replace the true voice of Batman.
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;
