Pro Tip: Don’t tell depressed people how good they have it in comparison to others. They already know and already feel guilty about it. You’re making the problem worse.
I can hear my brother have sex with his girlfriend next door and there is just a lot of bed creaking and I just heard her say ‘Are you even trying?’ and I laughed so hard my brother came into the room to tell me to fuck off
(Source: winterweenie, via fuckyeah-textposts)
if you’re gonna make me the third wheel on the sidewalk at least let me stand in front so i can pretend i’m leading my army into battle
tells joke from tumblr as if it was my own
I am the worst human being alive
I stole that
I don't deserve to be in existence
I mean Hitler was bad but he told his own jokes
I should never speak again
whenever “strong female characters” insult men by calling them girls my eyes roll so far back in my head i can see my brain cells die
if you don’t like the thing (and by thing I mainly mean a graphic or any other type of fandom related thing that someone probably spent hours working on)
- don’t reblog the thing (◕‿◕✿)
- don’t add comments explaining why you don’t like the thing (◕‿◕✿)
- don’t add tags explaining why you don’t like the thing (◕‿◕✿)
- let people who like the thing like the thing (◕‿◕✿)
- (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ leave the thing alone
(Source: mishaletoe, via fuckyeah-textposts)
The food delivery service I use sent me an e-mail to tell me good luck on my exams and that they’ll be here for me anytime, anywhere.
See who needs a boyfriend?
they’ve now sent me five consecutive e-mails: four telling me that they’re here for me and one apologizing for having me sent four in a row.
this is actually feeling a little relationship-y.
Do you ever just see the first sentence of a text message and just think “oh fuck no I do not have time for this shit”