bunny eating an ice lolly
bunny eating an ice lolly
My AP Psych teacher from high school keeps binders and notebooks with dicks drawn on them to use as visual aids for the Freudian unit.
One time she did this life changing little “experiment” where she ever so calmly asked guys why they draw penises on things. They tried to say “it’s just funny” or “you don’t understand” and she just kept saying “you’re right, I don’t understand. Explain to me. You already know what a penis looks like, why do you have to draw it on things? Are you marking it? Are you tagging it? Girls don’t draw vaginas on things.” And the guys suddenly started questioning their motives for everything they do and one guy was like “ms, stop talking about penises, you’re making us uncomfortable.” And she shouted “HOW DO YOU THINK WE FEEL SEEING DICKS DRAWN ON STUFF ALL THE TIME?”
BIG DOGS THAT THINK THEY’RE SMALL LAP DOGS ARE MY FAVORITE DOGS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD
if you cut the tip off, how do you seal it when you save it for later?
^^^ Seriously. How do you store it after you open it?
Step one: step two:
Y’all need Jesus.
or even more easy way?
shots are currently being fired
milk bags are like 3000% more work than necessary for milk
If I can’t bring the spoon to my face
THEN I’LL BRING MY FACE TO THE SPOON
Ars amandi ♥ the art of love.
Unfollow the depression blogs, the suicide blogs, the pro-eating disorder blogs. The blogs with bones and wounds, the blogs with black and white. You don’t need the crash diets, the thinspo, any voice telling you you’re not good enough. Not even the one inside your head. Let go.
The beautiful things in life don’t translate to shades of black and white. Stop writing and rewriting your suicide note. Everything you plan to say to people after your death could also be said while you’re still alive. Call people up for lunch. Say it face to face. Say sorry. Say thank you. Say I love you. And live to hear it said back to you.
The word “suicide” or “depression” in your URL does not tell me who you are. Your URL does not tell me what you love to do. You are more than the sadness. You are more than the bones that you’ve wanted so badly to show. You are more than your body measurements. You are more than your scars or your wounds. You are more than your tear stained pillow cases. Your sadness should not be your identity.
Stop searching up “cutting”, “suicide”, and “depression” when you’re feeling down. Search up things that will make you feel better not worse. Search up pictures of animals, good poetry, beautiful places you can escape to someday, art, music, plants, quotes.
When the world teaches you that it’s better to be apathetic and that you should hate, tell them that you’ve hated the world and yourself for far too long now.
Let go. Reach out. Ask for help. Because it’s time to try something different now.”
4:43 p.m. (It’s time to let go of your sadness)
Mod note: The day I realized that I was ready to do these things — even if I didn’t feel quite ready, even though I was scared to let go — was one of the major turning points for my depression. It can be comforting to see that others are going through the same thing, it feels better to know you’re not alone in your struggling. But ultimately, if struggling is all you know and see, it can redefine relapse as normal, making it even harder to consider/stick with recovery.
If it’s too much to do all at once, at least consider following a couple more recovery blogs, unfollowing a few thinspo/trigger blogs. Hear some different stories. Make your space a little less harmful. It’s worth it, I promise!
DO U EVEN LIFT MR WAYNE
you know those people that can literally carry on a conversation with anyone are amazing like wow how do you do that
the fact that a girl being a feminist is a turn off to a lot of guys is just further proof that sexism exists they’re literally saying they don’t want a girl who requires respect because that’s just no fun