omg that was beautiful
this makes me happy
so being a reader is basically a constant struggle between deciding on reading what you bought recently, what you bought ages ago and should stop ignoring, and what you really ought to reread.
And then reading fanfic instead.
kibum, sm’s designated toilet sign holder
once i was sick so i got a prescription for codeine cough syrup and when i went to pick it up the pharmacist was like “you really won’t need all of this” and i was like “it’s ok i could just sell it at school” and he was like “YEAAAAAAAH FUTURE PHARMACIST” and fist bumped me
ok apparently this pharmacist is my brother’s old pot dealer
his name is scooter
Japanese Traffic Cop.
This is the picture I’ll be taking to my tailor from now on
ya’ll just real quick…
DO NOT ask people with depression why they’re so depressed when there are people dying in third world countries or tell them at least they don’t have cancer or are missing a limb etc. people have told me this could work, and yes, yes it could. BUT it could also have the opposite effect. you don’t know how it’s going to affect someone. chances are that person doesn’t know WHY they’re depressed, they just ARE. you telling them there are people dying is not going to help. all they will feel is guilty and screwed up and they probably won’t open up to you about what they’re feeling again.
there was this one night when I was 18 where I felt so, so sad (and had for a long time) and so ANGRY about feeling sad when I shouldn’t be (because look how lucky I am i have parents and a roof over my head and friends and people that care etc etc) that I snuck out of my house without my mobile phone and walked around my neighbourhood LOOKING for something bad to happen to me so I’d have a REASON to feel upset.
do you know how fucked up that is?
thankfully nothing happened because it was actually a really nice and safe neighbourhood (I even had people ask me if I was okay) and I returned home a couple of hours later worn out and defeated.
but it took me a long time after that to realise I didn’t actually need a reason to be depressed and to get help.
depression is an illness. people need to start treating it like one.