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iM DyING

this is getting way too many notes

OMG AHAHAHAHHA

You owe me a ten-page, single-spaced essay on why you think that comment was necessary

Too funny to not reblog✌️😂

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There’s going to come a day when we’ve all grown up, had a career, maybe got married and had kids, when were all going about our daily routine. Maybe you’re driving to work with the car radio on, or you’re making dinner with the tv on in the lounge. Life as usual, and then we hear a name. It’s the name of the person you had a blog dedicated to when you were 16. The person you had posters of up on your bedroom wall, or as your desktop background. The person off that show you used to watch every week, as soon as it came out, or that band you used to love. The person from the cast of a movie that changed your life, or the character who you scrolled through page after page of fanfiction of. You haven’t heard that name in a long time, and it brings everything back. And then the name is followed by three words you thought you’d never hear. Has Passed Away. And then you put down the potato peeler and lean back against your kitchen bench, or you pull over to the side of the road, and tears are streaming down your face. And all over the world, there are people who used to be just like you, with tears marking their cheeks and sobs forcing their way out of their throat, because they remember. Because fandoms never really die out. We never really move on. We never really forget.

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it is 9 in the fucking morning how am i supposed to deal with this

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I HATE THE WORLD RIGHT NOW.

Adam Levine, and Munro Chambers.
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visual representation of putting your trust in someone

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I tried to not reblog it, but i couldn’t oh my god

Just stab me in the back then.

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It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.

Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.

Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.

Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.

Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses. 

If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:

My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.

If you are thinking of taking your life, call:

1-800-784-2433

1-800-SUICIDE

You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

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This explains me perfectly.

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kellern asked: I've been feeling really bad. I'm like bipolar and yeah. It's like I'm so depressed? I just suddenly feel like crying whenever. I just don't want to exist. Nobody's there for me. They say they care but they don't. I'm the one who always listens to them when they have problems, and I help them. But they never notice when I'm sad, or down, or just broken. No one takes me seriously when I say I feel suicidal. :( sorry, I had to vent. That made me feel so much better. Thank you. :) x

1st. Don’t be sorry.(:
2nd.. I was depressed for a while, and no one noticed for me either. That’s the worst part about being strong. No one ever asks if you’re okay.
My friends were the same way. I was there for them with everything. We’re best friends! But they never noticed. One person. One person noticed and he was the one to save my life.

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My promise to you.<3

STOP!

READ!!

If you’re out there thinking about any form of self harm. That’s eating disorders, cutting and/or burning yourself, considering suicide, just anything I want you to stop. I want you to stop whatever you’re doing, and really take in what I’m gonna say. I was suicidal for a little over 5 months. It doesn’t seem very long, and maybe not as long as other people, but it got so bad. I’ve attempted it multiple times. The least painful way, pills. I’ve taken half a bottle at once, and a whole bottle. It didn’t work either time. I woke up throwing up the days after. That’s when I knew that God had something else planned. It just wasn’t my time. I hated myself for every possible reason, and on top of that I have trust issues. One person knew about me being suicidal. After 3 months of wanting to die and nothing working I decided I’d take multiple bottles of prescription pills that were in the cupboard. I had to talk to someone and explain to just one person. He completely talked me out of it. I didn’t think anyone would care. No one. My mom, sisters, friends, just no one. If you think no one cares, believe me.. People do. I do. I’ve been through so much, and I don’t want anyone to ever feel the way I felt. I know people do, but I hate that they do. If you don’t have anyone to talk to MESSAGE ME!!!!
I don’t care how old you are, boy or girl, depressed or just feel like your getting there.. I don’t care. MESSAGE ME! Anytime. I’ll try to answer as soon as possible. I will do whatever I can to help.(:
Cheer you up, make decisions, talk you out of things, or even just listen. I care. A lot. And a lot of people do. Even if you think they don’t. I love you every single one of you. And God loves you. He gave you this life because you’re strong enough to live it.
Stay strong babes.