My brother killed himself
on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year
and I missed four days of work
and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’.
My brother
he was always a fan of beauty
but what he did
was not beautiful at all.

And last week I got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
had overdosed
(again)
except this time
she’d gone too far
and now she was gone.
And I had a hard time falling asleep at night
and her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but I did not
want to be there at all.
This is not
beautiful.

The girl down the street
would’ve turned 21 last year
and I can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would’ve
(should’ve)
had.
But she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
This is not
beautiful.

My freshman year of college
and my roommate was beautiful
and how I wanted to be just like her.
But she wore herself down
till she was
almost invisible
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
This is not
beautiful.

So y’all can take your narcissistic
romanticizing
and glamorizing
of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide
and shove them as far up your ass
as you possibly can.
Starvation is not beautiful.
Killing yourself is not beautiful.
Sadness
is not beautiful.
This note I am writing
is not beautiful.

But you
you are beautiful
and it’s about damn time you start believing it.

― (via runiqu)

jzul:

if you’re willing to throw away your entire relationship with your son/daughter because of their sexual preference you literally dont deserve to breed like what the fuck is wrong with some people

thelilnan:

tomhiddlesun:

candyrifle:

wildanduntamedthing:

dave-vriska:

enfeebler:

naathaaaly:

Reason why I hate cats. They’re so scary.

THE BAKED THE CAT WHY ARE YOG THE ANAL

All the fucking time. People have their pets euthay did something to their kid who fuem or pulled on their tail or got in their fathing. Here’s a better idea: WACKING KID WHEN THEY’RE AROUND Aanks.

^^bolded

But this? Well, tarn, isn’t it?

they do bet bad shit happenack.

I’ll bet that littln’t touch the n right?

and OP is a fuckiing to blame the ending itself when the kid SMACKET IN THE HEAD.

ThURTS for a little cat. I’d lack too.


Ale.

wtf is going on with this post 

no seriously what’s up w half these comments

the-profound-pizza-man:

people on tumblr who aren’t even in the Supernatural fandom can’t escape us being on their dash. they’re like

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nprchives:

Research and Development intern Kat Arcement sends along this charming piece:

Want to learn how to answer the telephone, or how to answer the door, or how to be nice? In Chicago, a full two years before Ferris Bueller’s Day Off was released, you could if between the ages of 4-14 attend a class in manners. As Paula Person states, “I was rather tired with people saying children are horrible.”

 So are we, Paula Person. So are we.

(BTW, these kids are ADORABLE.)

blasphemous-humours:

please don’t use the word depressed or depression as an alternative to words like sad and upset…it’s not fair hearing people who haven’t had it/ don’t have it use words like that so freely like its nothing… if you had it you wouldn’t announce it so publicly. You wouldn’t want it so why be so ignorant to other people who suffer from it…

smaugchiefestofcalamities:

vineofficial:

This is fucked up
This fucked me up

what the…how the fuck? what the fuck?

wonderlust: (noun) a strong desire for or impulse to wonder or stop and contemplate existence.
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