1. ov-al:

    tropical-cave:

    tropical-cave:

    brianmchale:

    welcometomylifeex3:

    raquelsh0lding0ntillmay:

    foundmywaywheniwaslost:

    alittledoseofsunshine:

    sort-of-un-balanced:

    I posted this three times tonight and had three people tell me that I helped save their life. Thank you to those people who have decided to struggle through to let us enjoy the gift of one more day of their prescence gracing us all. I hope that you all reblog this, to save another few. Because we all dserve another chance and hope in life. I went to the hospital 6 times before I decided to keep my life but I hope none of you suffer that much. And I hope you all can make that scary, seemingly painful, blind, hoping, wonderful step to live.

    I want to help you in any way I can. ANYTHING. I mean it. If I had had someone stay with me and text me or talk to me all night, just one time, it would have changed my life. I know how hard those nights can be.

    <3,

    Love,

    Emily

    ^I love this girl more than words can express.  

    foundmywaywheniwaslost: I am always here if anyone ever needs to talk/vent. You have a purpose, Please Stay Alive. <3

    Not just for tonight but for the rest of your life. You have so much to look forward to in the future that if you choose to kill yourself, it will be the biggest mistake of your life. You’re going to miss out on people you’ll never be able to meet, kids you’ll never have, a partner to love or partys to go to. There’s just too much that you’ll miss out on. You deserve and have the right to be here as much as the person next to you does. You’re just a drop in the ocean. You were meant to be here and you have a purpose. Don’t ever forget that. And if you feel like you don’t, just believe in yourself because you do. If you ever feel worthless or like shit, know that I love you and those dicks that tell you shit are jealous that you’re who you are because there’s something about you that they wish they could have. Please stay strong and never give up because things DO GET BETTER.

    3rd time I reblog this xx

    Keep your self awake, I hope your here to stay. This day is not yet over, let me be your four leaf clover.

    Reblogged it and queued it so it’ll post tomorrow too. And the next day and the next so I hope I can save someone. We all love you.

    someone messaged me this morning saying it helped and thanked me, so im reblogging this again, and queuing it. stay strong guys. 

    reblogging this everyday no matter what

    (via inthefandombutnotofthefandom)

     

  2. johannathemad:

    schrodingersvet:

    crab-cakes:

    mukuroikusaba:

    image

    I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE WHAT I AM SEEING

    I lied. This is it. This is the whole series.

    How the fuck has no one made a comic to this yet

    (Source: byrde, via oprahsleftnipple)

     

  3. tupacabra:

    people who use the excuse “it’s a free country”

    image

    (via toodopetoexist)

     
  4. clittyslickers:

    second-breakfast:

    can y’all shut the fuck up about snape when we had LITERALLY THE SWEETEST MAN EVER

    hagrid is my favorite person

    (Source: remusjohnslupin, via oprahsleftnipple)

     
  5. humansofnewyork:

    "I think all the pressure that I put on myself has been paralyzing. When I graduated from high school, a lot of people wrote in my yearbook: ‘You’re going to do great things,’ or ‘I know you’re going to make it big.’ I realized recently that with all the time I spent trying to figure out what my ‘big thing’ was going to be, I passed over a lot of small things that could have really added up. The moment I became content with taking small steps, I started moving forward again."

    (Mexico City, Mexico)

     
  6. oprahsleftnipple:

    indian—summer01:

    darling-youll-be-okay-someday:

    seeking-sabr:

    doitfora5iver:

    turkeytree:

    chelseaalysse:

    "Everything in my head went quiet. 

    All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. 

    When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. 

    Even in bed, I’m thinking: 
    Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
    Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
    Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
    Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
    But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips.. 
    Or the eyelash on her cheek- 
    the eyelash on her cheek- 
    the eyelash on her cheek. 
    I knew I had to talk to her. 
    I asked her out six times in thirty seconds. 
    She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going. 
    On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or talking to her.. 
    But she loved it. 
    She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times at different times of the day. 
    She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk. 
    When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely lock the door eighteen times. 
    I’d always watch her mouth when she talked- 
    when she talked- 
    when she talked- 
    when she talked; 
    when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges. 
    At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off. 
    She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her. 
    But then.. She said I was taking up too much of her time. 
    That I couldn’t kiss her goodbye so much because I was making her late for work.. 
    When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.. 
    When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking.. 
    And last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place. 
    She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but.. 
    How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her? 
    Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t. 
    I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her. 
    Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. 
    I see myself crushed by an endless succession of cars.. 
    And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on. 
    I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel.. 
    How she turns shower knobs like she opening a safe. 
    How she blows out candles- 
    blows out candles- 
    blows out candles- 
    blows out candles- 
    blows out-…. 
    Now, I just think about who else is kissing her. 
    I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once-he doesn’t care if it’s perfect! 
    I want her back so bad.. 
    I leave the door unlocked. 
    I leave the lights on. ”

    I’ve always seen this gif and never really understood it till now. So heartbreaking. 

    this whole thing really fucks me up man

    Tears

    One of my favs

    duuuuude

    This is seriously heartbreaking

    His name is Neil Hilborn and this poem is called OCD.

    (Source: edgarwrights)

     
  7. male celebrities for Emma Watson’s #heforshe

    (Source: leepacey, via oprahsleftnipple)

     
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  9. andythanfiction:

    specialkthegreat:

    cardsofwind:

    THIS. MOTHERFREAKING THIS.

    Excuse me as I causally anonymously mail this to all my relatives’ homes

    I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again: Equating all Muslims with the Taliban or Al-Quaeda is like equating all Christians with the Westboro Baptist Church or those who bomb abortion clinics.

    (Source: al-thaqalayn, via oprahsleftnipple)

     
  10. keithcalder:

    Funny that the most “notes” I ever got on tumblr is when someone else posted a screenshot of one of my tweets.

    (Source: clickthefrog, via oprahsleftnipple)

     

  11. a friendly reminder

    beahbeah:

    marfmellow:

    that calling women of color exotic is

    • fucking racist
    • dehumanizing
    • othering
    • and not a fucking compliment

    image

    (x)

    (via oprahsleftnipple)

     
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  13. storytellerluna:

    linadivorceeofl:

    YES IT’S ON MY DASH AGAIN

    OH MY GOD IT’S BACK

    (Source: cloudyatlas, via rosiedoll)

     
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  15. gamerspirit:

    I can remember no greater childhood horror than a sibling tripping on the controller wire and watching in slow motion as your game system came crashing down

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