gothiccharmschool:

ten-and-donna:

stultae:

“no one likes to be around an eeyore”

excuse me eeyore had TONS OF FRIENDS, your statement is patently untrue according to WINNIE THE POOH CANON

The whole point of Eeyore’s character was that despite his depression, he had tons of friends and was always included in their lives.

THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.

toonitrouble:

O w O of immunity. Reblog to ward off the evils of 2019

ilovemusicalyy:

literallysame:

democraticsenator:

lev-myshkln:

IM GONNA HAVE A FYUCKING ANEURYSM I DONT KNOW IF THIS APP IS A BLESSING OR A CURSE

THSIB IS LTIEEALLT THW FUNNIEST FUCKING THING

this is what they saw in birdbox

sattickate:

I am not a straight people.

Reblog if you are also not a straight people.

closet-keys:

My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.

I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”

He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral

And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it

I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning

animalwoonz:

crow–teeth:

crow–teeth:

normal bird

I was born with the gift of hands and I’m going to make that everyone else’s problem