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WHYYYYYYYYYYY

okay, so the other day I wanted to look up Dan Howell and Phil Lester’s astrology charts, right? So I found out when and where they were born and came up with this…

Phil: Aquarius sun, Aquarius moon, Gemini rising, Aquarius mercury, Sagittarius Venus, Aries mars 

Dan: Gemini sun, Gemini moon, Gemini rising, Gemini mercury (jfc Dan has a lot of Gemini in his chart), Leo Venus, and Leo mars 

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS 

IT MEANS THAT DAN AND PHIL ARE PERFECTLY COMPATIBLE TOGETHER AND NOTHING IN THEIR CHART IS HOLDING THEM BACK AND WTF THIS ISN’T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN AND do you even realize what the odds of something like this happening??????

I went through depression, and i am not suicidal anymore and i am not depressed anymore

But i still have depression, it wokt ever go away, it didnt even after all these years. There is still this little thought back in my mind where i hate me and everything and judt dont want to live.

Its sealed and hidden, but it exists and it wont go away. And it can come back.

Depression is sometimes everywhere obvious

Or in the back of someones mind, coming back at moments of happiness

Everyones journey is different. Do not judge just because you do not see, do not hear and are not ask.

You say all the suicidal people are just in the phase,

No one of them is depressed or going through a stress.

And I don’t know when you would ever understand

That you’re just ignorant and don’t want to comprehend.

If i said I am one of them would you even care

Or would you repeat all the words from above there?

If i said I’m suicidal would you say im in denial

And my sad mood can’t be serious because you don’t see this?

I really want to change your mind and open up your ears

But even if i do so would it change a thing? Because i feel like it won’t.

Though i know you love me but can you say it once at least

Or is this issue that I, too, will be dealing with?

d.a.

Wait half a year, it will go away 

I'm actually excited to get home and switch jobs and all that, it honestly feels like my life is somehow starting "for real"

like, for once I'm finally 100% in control. and im gonna make the most of it.

Maybe I should kill myself.

Awolnation (via unkaputtbarxo)

Humans are weird and frustrating

An Alien’s observations on a Human subject.

~ Alien: “Human, why have you played this strange vocal frequency ten times?”

Human: “This is my emotional support song.”

*Later*

Alien: “Human, you are not feeling well! Allow me to play ‘Your emotional support song.’

Human: "Nah, now I’m sick of that song.”

~  A: “Why do you keep such a small blanket? This does not cover you, and you have many blankets that do.”

H: “It’s my baby blanket. People like to keep stuff from when they were babies.”

A: “But it serves no functional purpose!”

H: “It serves an emotional purpose.”

~  H: “This show’s not as good as remember. I remember loving this as a kid!”

A: “You remember it differently!?”

H: “Guess I had lower standards back then.”

A: “They were even lower?”

~ A: “Human, you have played the same disc of fictional entertainment fifteen times now.”

H: “And I enjoy it each time!” ~  A: “Human, I thought this vocal frequency made you terribly ill!”

H: “This song still slaps. I just needed a break from it.” A: “The frequencies can injure you…”

Gonna Reblog this every time I see it, don’t hate, love!

Since joining Tumblr, I’ve met a lot of young queer people. Look, I’m a bisexual man in a gay relationship, and I’m approaching 30. I was still a kid when Matthew Shepard’s story was being covered on the news. I remember thinking, “I better keep my mouth shut about these feelings I’m having.”

And then I met Dominic when I was 12, and people could see how in love we were. And we got the shit beat out of us. The year I met him, some kids in the grade above me held me down against the bleachers in our gym and stomped on my hand until my fingers broke. Instead of sending me to the nurse, the teacher sent me to the assistant principal to explain the situation. She asked why the kids had beat me up. I said, “They were calling me gay.”

Her response was, “Well, are you?”

My, “I don’t know,” earned a call to my parents, and I was outed. Efforts were made to keep me from seeing Dom. Throughout high school, Dom’s stepmother intensified these efforts. He slept in the basement of the house. Although he was an incredibly talented student, he was prohibited from participating in any extracurriculars. He suffered a lot of physical abuse during those years.

The day he turned 18, he packed up everything he had and walked to my house, and we’ve lived together ever since. Things are better, but they’re not perfect. I’ve had trucks pull up next to me at stoplights and, seeing the pride sticker on my car, through old drinks and garbage into my window. I no longer speak to my dad’s side of the family. I haven’t been to see them for Christmas or Thanksgiving in years. One of my uncles had cornered me at Thanksgiving when I was 17 and said, “I’m not going to judge you, but I’d be happy to break your neck so God can do the judging a little sooner.”

I joined a support group for trans and intersex people. When I joined, 40 people attended regularly. Within the year, the group was half the size it had been. Some couldn’t make it anymore, because they were staying at the shelter, where their stay hinged on them agreeing to instead to attend homophobic sermons. Some were put in correctional therapy. Five of them died. Three of those, I didn’t know, but I knew Alex, the 19 year old who was fag-dragged in Kentucky and died a day later in the hospital, and I knew Stephanie, who went home to Alabama to care for her mom in hospice and was beaten to death with a baseball bat by her mom’s boyfriend.

Tumblr is not reality. The dynamic here does not reflect the dynamic out there. Here’s the part where I finally make a point, and it might be extremely unpopular - but guys, value your allies. Value each other. We are met with enough hate in our daily lives to enter an online safe-space and meet more hate from our own, over petty things. Don’t go after one another over every little thing you find problematic.

Learn to see nuance. Maybe the word “queer” bothers you, and you see a gay man using it as an umbrella term. Maybe someone called a trans man a trans woman because they’re confused about terminology, but the post where they did it was voicing support for the trans community. Maybe someone is just asking a question, wanting to learn more. Stop. Attacking. These. People.

Allies are being driven away. Members of our own community are being ostracized. Others are feeling nervous and estranged, and it’s largely because of places like Tumblr, where the social justice movement is quickly becoming violent and radical. I am begging you, stop nitpicking “problematic” things and start directing your efforts to create real change. When it comes to comes to your allies, forget the “social justice warrior” mentality and put down your torch. Educate calmly. Be respectful. Be understanding. Be forgiving. And I’m certainly not saying that your anger doesn’t have a good place - when you are met with bigots on the street, congress members who want to pass hateful laws, violent protesters, abusive parents, prejudiced teachers, that is when you need to be a warrior. That’s when it counts. In the real world. When you have the opportunity to protect people from real harm. Attacking your would-be allies via anonymous asks is just going to lose us ground in the long run. And we don’t have time for that, not when trans women of color are being murdered every day, not when states are still fighting against marriage equality, not when there are politicians in office who believe that trans people are possessed by demons, not when we’ve just lost 50 brothers and sisters to one gunman, not when the media won’t even admit that the attack was homophobic.

Please step back. Look at the big picture. Look at where we are, globally. Don’t just log on to your safe space and attack your allies over small missteps. That’s like washing the dishes in a house that’s on fire, kids. Let’s fight on the battlefield, and when we come home to each other, let’s just focus on bandaging up our wounds so we can go out and win the war.

OMG I love it!

I’ve seen the 5 rankings of 3-E best kisser and found that it’s gonna be pretty funny if Karma kun’s really serious about the ranking. How can I say, He’s a hate-to-defeat boy and not gonna admit his defeat until he proves it himself. So I decided to drew this comic strip.

At first, I wanna did it just in rough sketch but who can stand drawing Nagisa kun just sketch and ignore his cuteness. NO! I totally can’t do it! So it took quite long time to finish this comic. Hope Karunagi fan love it :D

New Fav. I really need to start to get a better style. Sadly I’m broke as hell. 

YES

As a capricorn I want a women who doesn't beg me to save her. Who doesn't murk my still waters. Who sees my strength and depth without showing hesitation. Who understands my fear and anxiety are not on the surface but constantly circling under waiting to feed and I am no ones solution. I am not a mother. I have given enough life to these hoes.

Around 12-14 i am now 22 and living my best life tbh

How old were you at the lowest point in your life? Reblog this and put it in the tags, plus your current age maybe. I'm trying to see something.