Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself? 'Cause I've seen love die way too many times when it deserved to be alive; and I've seen you cry way too many times when you deserve to be alive. But now I'm told that this is life, and pain is just a simple compromise, so we can get what we want out of it. Would someone care to classify us broken hearts and twisted minds so I can find someone to rely on?
oh fuck every time i see it i laugh so fucking hard. i have to reblog this every time. i can’t not reblog this
lOOK AT THE GUY IN THE BACKGROUND HE’S LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF
this is so great omg
He looks at his hand like it’s the first time he’s ever seen it.
if you give kids zero restrictions they’ll become the nicest fucking kids ever who never do drugs or get into trouble i know because my parents let me do nothing but eat chicken nuggets all day and read hentai until 4am and i am a straight A student
Seriously though this seems to be the case with a ton of people I know, if you don’t restrict them all the time they actually do better and are mentally healthier
WHY DON’T PARENTS UNDERSTAND THIS?!?
Oh wait now I get what triggers are
Yeah, see, THIS is a trigger. Something that prompts a horrible flashback that makes someone go into a literal panic attack. It is NOT something that makes you slightly uncomfortable, so can we all just stop tossing that word around like it’s nothing.
thank you Wreck It Ralph
Reblogging for valuable commentary
Also, can we talk about how Felix dealt with it? He NEVER used that word again (only once in front of Ralph, never by her), there was never any talk about how she could get over it, and in their wedding they all made plans to help her with her paranoia by recognising her fears and showing she was safe by pointing guns at the window and having extra security.
A++++++ on dealing with mental issues magnificently, Wreck-It Ralph!
Will never not reblog this when I see it
did anyone else do that thing when they were in elementary where you write T H I S on your knuckles and a stick figure on one palm and a scribble on the other and you go “this is bob bob says hi this is bob when the car comes by” thing. that was messed up.
What I’d like to know is how apparently every school did this.
OKAY GUYS I HAVE DECIDED TO DO A THING
AND I DO MEAN EVERYONE
WHO REBLOGS THIS UNTIL THE 20TH
GETS A CHRISTMAS GIFT MADE BY ME
ACCORDING TO THEIR BLOGS
You don’t need to do ANYTHING ut reblog ! Seriously i don’t care if you follow me or not. i WILL make EVERYONE something !
So yay !
god bless u, i’m really excited and I hope I get something!! :*
Some snippy-ass anon was getting down on a friend of mine for daring to feel good about herself and then I got mad and drew a comic about my feelings.
If you would reblog this that would be GREAT!! because i don’t think enough people know or realize this because we’re taught to hate ourselves all our lives fuck
+1 adorable corgi too
hell yes corgis
I love this corgi so much
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.