Depressed about being an unemployed waste of space. Now I’m too depressed to find a job and the cycle of why the fuck do I even exist begins.

New #wirewraps I made lately! So in love with the #herringbone #weave 🌈 #fireagate #tigereye #rosequartz

New #wirewraps I made lately! So in love with the #herringbone #weave 🌈 #fireagate #tigereye #rosequartz

hotbritishguyspluscats:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a picture that so fully summed up what it is to be a cat owner. 

hotbritishguyspluscats:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a picture that so fully summed up what it is to be a cat owner. 

(Source: memewhore, via pleadian)

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.

I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

(via rissainzombieland)

"An estimated 63 percent of young men between the ages of 11 and 20 who are imprisoned for homicide have killed their mothers’ batterers."
-

Kimberle Crenshaw, in her article Intersectionality and Identity Politics: Learning from Violence Against Women of Color. (via supreme-shieldmaiden)

when kimberle crenshaw speaks, you fucking listen. this is the incredible black woman who is responsible for creating the term intersectionality. 

(via doyouthinkimspoopy)

(Source: conjecturesandconversations, via gifte)






Decided to take a video while flying this morning.
Best. Idea. Ever.

perfection

Reminder that this actually exists in our world
THIS IS REAL

I’m gonna cry.

i just read this and thought “humans cant fly dont lie to me sir” then realised, airplanes. 

Decided to take a video while flying this morning.

Best. Idea. Ever.

perfection

Reminder that this actually exists in our world


THIS IS REAL

I’m gonna cry.

i just read this and thought “humans cant fly dont lie to me sir” then realised, airplanes. 

(Source: official-maximum-ride, via earthlyspirit)

What am I even doing with my pathetic excuse for a life.