{STATS: → JO/♀/♊/AMERICA/ISFJ/BAMF} Long live the car crash hearts! I'm Jo. I'm moody, and my tastes are eclectic, and my blogging is sporadic, but if you're nice to me I'm nice to you. Talk to me--I won't bite. I hope you have a nice day today. •Want to learn more about me, or look around in my tags? Check out the +more tab.
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I wanna make you my boo so you can be happy.
Anonymous

oh goodness /)///(\

that’s so sweet. people like you really make me happy, okay? thank you for taking the time to leave such a sweet comment.

talk to me sometime, and maybe it might happen one day down the line. you never know, fate works in such odd ways.

Patrick Being Weird (Hidden Track) | Fall Out Boy

(Source: stumpomatic)

For Being A Libra,

thtnotsoavgt:

I really have no balance.

it’s your challenge at life—to find it

nature always seeks equilibrium

clockworkdog:

fuckyeahprettybooks:

I am sorry for the non-book related post but its been 10 minutes and I am still laughing.

this actually made me laugh out loud

(Source: notspecialjustcrazy)

jaclcfrost:

someonemayhavejust:

jaclcfrost:

sugar, we’re goin down [presses elevator button for a lower floor]

SWINGIN [ELEVATOR CABLE SNAPS]

this is

more than i bargained for

vicious-desperation:

bepeu:

no one has a crush on me. i am too strong to be crushed

image

nintendoggy:

i dont want the d. i want the a. i want to pass this class

roseityler:

artsyandawkward:


The most dramatic fall of all time.

harry “diva” potter 

this is basically all seven books like harry always dramatically dies while ron takes the painful stuff

roseityler:

artsyandawkward:

The most dramatic fall of all time.

harry “diva” potter 

this is basically all seven books like harry always dramatically dies while ron takes the painful stuff

(Source: withfireandblood)

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.

Pearl (via psych-facts)

This is seriously the most accurate description of depression. Wow.

(via fake-that-smile-babe)

snerkflerks:

sleeping-horizontally:

holdingmythoughtsinmyheart:

what a beautiful person

And to the introverted theatre kids, public speakers with social anxiety, and florists with allergies. 

Somewhere in the distance, Beethoven’s ghost is applauding.

snerkflerks:

sleeping-horizontally:

holdingmythoughtsinmyheart:

what a beautiful person

And to the introverted theatre kids, public speakers with social anxiety, and florists with allergies. 

Somewhere in the distance, Beethoven’s ghost is applauding.

(Source: existentialfuck)

Are you the SAT because I’d do you for 3 hours and 45 minutes with a 10 minute break halfway through for snacks, and then I can stare at you for like 10 minutes and think ‘wow, I hope I don’t ruin this.’

- Dude on OKC with the best pick up lines I have ever heard (via katamarang)

yasmeenempire I fucking love this!

(via lezbehonestmvp)

ANONYMOUSLY MAKE ME BLUSH

vertex-the-pony:

balladoftarby:

dnotive:

Go ahead. Do your worst.

this is either gonna be a terrible decision on my part or nothing’s gonna happen haha

I’ll only post the successful ones.

(Source: leonku)

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