Let me sum up this winters trend for you
girls looking “edgy and cool” in guess what?
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The only people I see talking shit on the Ailment are the ones that weren’t there when they were still around.
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I really dislike a lot of people and no matter how hard I try to be more accepting and patient, I can’t change.
Also, people still use tumblr hahahahaha
Hahaha the mosh pit for my band made it onto Fuckyeahmosh
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People need to think more about how such a little thing can have such a great effect on someone’s else life. You smiling or offering to help a lady that is having trouble doing what you think is a simple task, could actually save the life of a woman with depression that is just about ready to end her life because she can’t do something that she used to be able to do.
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hotstalin-deactivated20140311 said: I had a dream last night that you sold out. Is this a sign?
Hahahhaa. People keep asking me if I am going to. I have been offered weed, alcohol and smokes so many times at parties and shit. I dont see how this is any different. Or how it matters to any one else.
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Anonymous said: what do straight edge faggs do for schoolies ? xxx
I dont know hey. Probably don’t have any fun because they arent allowed to…
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. 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. 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.
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