August 29, 2014 / 8:30PM 395,729 notes




"I coulda dropped my croissant"



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August 29, 2014 / 8:26PM 33,364 notes


People usually only include the first 2 panels


People usually only include the first 2 panels

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Reblog if your cramps have ever

  • made you vomit
  • lasted between 2-3 days
  • stopped you from being able to walk or run
  • made you cry

It’s not considered a viable excuse on any occasion, and I would like to know why.


  • woken you up at night the pain was so bad


  • made you pass out

don’t forget

  • made you unable to stand up without doubling over and grabbing onto the closest object for support


I’ve had them so bad that I couldn’t stand up and literally the only way I could feel even slightly better was laying on the ground in a fetal position.

and then you have guys telling you its not that badhate everyonehow would you know

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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 psych2go)

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August 29, 2014 / 3:52PM 403,705 notes


i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever

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My only regret is that
I didn’t tell enough people
to fuck off.

— My 92 year old grandma (via expeditum)

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August 29, 2014 / 3:32PM 65,364 notes
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August 29, 2014 / 3:29PM 284 notes

rachel berry + text

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