i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with
282,001 notes (via mer-thinger & bravedad)
I like to play this game where I open Tumblr on a crowded bus and scroll through my feed until I feel too uncomfortable to proceed.
21 notes (via growingforthebetter & self--confidence)
she likes carrying around random rags for no reason
192,618 notes (via growingforthebetter & flygoing)
“Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.”
13,505 notes (via psych2go & psych-facts)
OK BUT LIKE imagine a little muggle-born of the modern age who doesnt know they have magic (like 5-8ish) watching Frozen and they acting out and singing along with Let It Go and it gets to the chorus and HOLY SHIT ICE ACTUALLY CAME OUT OF THEIR HANDS
AND THE NEXT THEY TRY THE SONG RAPUNZEL SINGS TO MAKE HER HAIR GLOW AND SURE ENOUGH
SO THEY THINK THAT BEING A DISNEY PRINCESS IS THEIR DESTINY NOT KNOW THEY ARE MAGICAL BEINGS
9,752 notes (via mer-thinger & theatricaldynamite)
Lillian Weber, a 99-year-old good Samaritan from Iowa, has spent the last few years sewing a dress a day for the Little Dresses For Africa charity, a Christian organization that distributes dresses to children in need in Africa and elsewhere.
Weber’s goal is to make 1,000 dresses by the time she turns 100 on May 6th. So far, she’s made more than 840. Though she says she could make two a day, she only makes one – but each single dress she makes per day is personalized with careful stitchwork. She hopes that each little girl who receives her dress can take pride in her new garment.
235,882 notes (via mer-thinger & angelclark)
Things I will forever be upset about:
1. I don’t know what my Patronus is
2. I don’t know what Amortentia smells like to me
3. I don’t know what I’d see in the Mirror of Erised
4. I don’t know what my Boggart would be
5. I don’t know for sure what house I would be in
6. I don’t know the specifications of my wand are.
7. I’M NOT A WITCH
346,501 notes (via mer-thinger & merrinator)
Some spreads from my fairytale called “A Tale of Eternal Longing.”
I’m thinking of doing colored versions and maybe adding boarders? Not too sure yet…
Facebook ▼ Deviant art ▼ Tumblr
2,697 notes (via mononokealine & iixenn)