Shout out to the people who wish that someone would put this as a shout out to themDO YOU GUYS HAVE THAT ONE FRIEND THAT DOESN’T THINK SHE’S ANYTHING SPECIAL BUT SHE’S BEAUTIFUL AND FUNNY AND WITTY AND EVERYTHING AMAZING THAT YOU COULD EVER WANT IN A PERSON BUT SHE DOESN’T SEE IT AND YOU JUST WANNA TAKE HER AND SHAKE HER AND SCREAM IN HER FACE ALL OF THE AMAZING…
(Source: hempura)
There is nothing, NOTHING unhealthy about this. These fandoms, these stories, the people who enjoy watching them as much as me who I can rant about without being judged and actually have someone AGREE and not tell me to stfu already helped me and is still helping me pull myself out of the self-harming depressing hellhole I was caught in. Tumblr is a refuge. YouTube is a refuge of sorts. These fandoms are refuges and saviors in their own right. These helped me. So don’t attempt to judge and put down something that has helped so many people.i actually started crying ok whoever made this is a genius
/casually vomits because no, nope, nope, stop that’s a really unhealthy attitude to have
/casually vomits because you don’t understand
Many of us were excluded, lonely and depressed before we joined any fandoms. We found refuge in the stories and comfort in the characters. We found people with similar interests and gained friends who understood and sympathized with us. When the stories hurt us we found solace in the fact that we are not alone in feeling this way. In many ways to many people these stories saved our lives. Some might have been pointing towards suicide, but maybe the Doctor and his story stopped some. That’s what matters, because we owe these stories our life. We owe it to the Doctor, the Winchesters, the Avengers and whatever fandom you might be in. They’re always there and always will be even when all others abandon us. I can honestly say that I was in deep depression before I started watching Doctor Who and the story very much pulled me from that place and changed who I am, made me who I am today. The 14,000 notes on this post show that I am not alone and none of us are.
Unhealthy is to reblog skinny and tanned girls like it’s a religion
Unhealthyis think depressed people have no reasons to be like that because they’re not starving
Unhealthyis to make people think they are not worth it because they’re either too fat or to skinny, or because they don’t dress fashionably so therefore they’re considered “ugly”
Unhealthy is to go through this unbelievably hard life without a single person caring about you
Unhealthyis to make fun of other people choices
Unhealthyis someone commenting on something they don’t understand, and worse, something they don’t want to understand
So next time think about what you’re doing before you open your mouth to say something so ignorant like that.
HEAR HEAR
LOOKING AT YOU SAMMY!!!AND I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MILES
AND I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MORE
JUST TO BE THE MAN WHO WALKED
A THOUSAND MILES TO FIND OUT THAT HIS BROTHER NEVER LOOKED FOR HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE
The Walking Dean
(Source: misha-collins)
When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”
“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”
“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”
“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”
(Source: romangodfrey)
And people don’t even realize this beats Brad Pitt who was believed to be the closest to matching it for a long time and still officially is but we all know Jensen has him beati-learned-it-from-the-pizzaman:
i-learned-it-from-the-pizzaman:
Jensen ackles’s face perfectly fits the golden ratio mask of perfect facial proportions and symmetry.
well.. yeah.. because he’s perfect. What did you expect? A flaw?
HE IS WHO DA VINCI WAS SEARCHING FOR!!!!!!
this is why when you combine his face with anyone’s on facemorph.com that person instantly becomes 10x more attractive
I’m crying as I type this. I can’t do this anymore. I’ve been pretending I’m better, trying to recover and stop cutting, and hide my relapses for weeks now. I just can’t do it anymore. I’m done. I’m done pretending. The cutting isn’t enough. Tonight, I’m just so low, I can’t take it. I have several bottles of Benadryl and a bottle of Advil. I don’t intend to stop until either one or both of them are empty, or I slip into a deep permanent sleep. I’m sorry. I can’t do this. No one understands just how bad this is. It kills me that I’ll be leaving my friends, and my family. But I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry Daphnie. I lied to you when I said I was better. I’m sorry Kim, Zoe, Meghan, Julai, Savannah and all the Misfits. I didn’t come to you when you told me I could. I’m sorry Nora, Emily, Alexis and everyone from Gridley. I failed to be strong for you. I’m sorry Mom Dad Ryan Gramma Grampa and the rest of my family. I’m leaving you. I love you all. Goodbye. Be strong without me.
~B.T.
The moment you break down crying.You hold in everything until the moment you are finally alone in your room. You go to school, put up with all the people from school, you have to hold in your feelings and tears until you get home from school, your relationship with someone is now going down hill, then you have to deal with the shit your parents are giving you. One problem became something so much more to handle, every little thing in your life is going completely wrong and the moment you finally get time to be alone and catch a breather, you just sit there and break down thinking about everything
The moment tears streaming down your face is the most natural feeling. The only way you feel human is catching that breather and feeling all the emotions of being a failure, insignificant, insufficient, etc. hit you all at once. It’s that moment when you feel ‘alive’ in the hell you live in and you can’t crawl your way own anymore.
(Source: doyalove-me)
