When I’m lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.
Morrissey (via durianseeds)

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disco-robots:

No wonder teenagers are so nervous and frustrated all the time; I can’t even sigh without my parents asking me why I have a “bad attitude.”

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birchsoda:

mistercococat:

coco! what do your cat eyes see?

ALL

birchsoda:

mistercococat:

coco! what do your cat eyes see?

ALL

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keepongaming:

last year i was eating in a fancy, large restaurant when i began to hear a rumble and the distant sound of people chanting ‘potassium, potassium’ and suddenly hundreds of people dressed as bananas flood this restaurant chanting potassium over and over and we were trapped there for a very long time because the bananas would not leave and they were everywhere

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imagei wasn’t joking

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fallen-angel-in-a-laundremat:

imperfect-fallen-angel:

ferrousfellow:

sageofbacon:

ollivander:

DEATH IS ON ITS WAY, HUMAN.

YOUR END SHALL BE PAINFUL

I KNOW YOU FEEL THIS



The bet part is that he is actually screaming at a cat

fallen-angel-in-a-laundremat:

imperfect-fallen-angel:

ferrousfellow:

sageofbacon:

ollivander:

DEATH IS ON ITS WAY, HUMAN.

YOUR END SHALL BE PAINFUL

I KNOW YOU FEEL THIS

The bet part is that he is actually screaming at a cat

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I eternally feel like when I mention my depression in a conversation, I need to glaze over it and make it sound like it’s not the biggest obstacle I have to overcome daily when it is.