I think I really do need help. I don’t mean in an over exaggerated “I’m fucking nuts” way, but in a real “something is wrong” way. I don’t know where these mood swings come from. Some days I’m fine, totally level. Other days, every little thing pisses me off or upsets me to the point of tears. I sabotage my relationships by overthinking, nitpicking, overanalyzing. I *know* the shit I do and say make no logical sense and there is absolutely no need for it. But it doesn’t help. I can’t get my emotions and my brain to line up. It’s not just what seems like the “normal” up and downs of life, it’s within 10 seconds going from exuberant to royally pissed to crying my eyes out and wanting to disappear. When I get to those lows, I literally feel like everyone would be better off without me. I know that isn’t the case. My family would be devastated, and even my boyfriend who doesn’t want anything to do with me in that moment would feel the same way. It’s like I feel passively suicidal. I wouldn’t kill myself or go out of my way to make it happen, but I wouldn’t necessarily stop someone else from killing me. That feeling thankfully goes away with some time. But I need to level this shit out. This needs fixed. I can’t keep ruining my relationships, destroying my mentality, and letting my self image tank like it is. I’ve never wanted to be on something long-term, but maybe that is what I need. I need help…

lightdaknessdragonkeybladewelder:

timco0p:

When the maker of tumblr is on your dashboard, always reblog.

Number one rule of Tumblr.

Gotta reblog.

lightdaknessdragonkeybladewelder:

timco0p:

When the maker of tumblr is on your dashboard, always reblog.

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Number one rule of Tumblr.

Gotta reblog.

1: all fungi are edible.
2: some fungi are only edible once
Terry Pratchett  (via terfkin)
ultrafacts:

thescoon:

sir-hathaway:

gryffinpoor:

dudemanbropants:

gryffinpoor:

thepreciousthing:

the-ordinary-nerd:

ask-or-rp-with-will-petrisous:

squad16:

finalellipsis:

bestnatesmithever:

What if it bites me and it dies?

that means you’re poisonous. jesus christ, nate, learn to read.

What if it bites itself and I die?

It’s voodoo.

What if it bites me and someone else dies?

That’s correlation, not causation.

what if we bite each other and neither of us die

that’s kinky

oh my god

this is still my favorite text post collaboration ever

I rarely reblog stuff like this, but this is so damn clever and hilarious.

(Source) for the fact in the picture

ultrafacts:

thescoon:

sir-hathaway:

gryffinpoor:

dudemanbropants:

gryffinpoor:

thepreciousthing:

the-ordinary-nerd:

ask-or-rp-with-will-petrisous:

squad16:

finalellipsis:

bestnatesmithever:

What if it bites me and it dies?

that means you’re poisonous. jesus christ, nate, learn to read.

What if it bites itself and I die?

It’s voodoo.

What if it bites me and someone else dies?

That’s correlation, not causation.

what if we bite each other and neither of us die

that’s kinky

oh my god

this is still my favorite text post collaboration ever

I rarely reblog stuff like this, but this is so damn clever and hilarious.

(Source) for the fact in the picture

grreenleaf:

do u ever get a sharp stabbing pain somewhere on ur body and wonder who the hell made a voodoo doll of u this time bc its getting old and im tired of dealing iwth it  god F;uckign damn it

alchemist-ignoramus:

kel-s-d:

jenitals-:

"What if Walter White told stupid chemistry jokes instead of cooking meth?"

Yes pls omg

im geekin

headcanon accepted

theecstasyofakiss:

bookoisseur:

laurenentropy:

faint-distortion:

This is the sickest shit I’ve ever seen

This is so important.  Know your elements before getting tatted.  And if you are tatted you better have this shit memorized.

tattoos are hot.

besides that puppy video i just watched, this is my favorite thing on the internet currently.

sam-winchester-cries-during-sex:

Parents of the year since the 90’s

the-hatred-machine:

purgatorystuck:

Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old

Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes

I love spanish

A capital letter changes it even further:

Mi Papa tiene 47 anos = My pope has 47 anuses

katiekatkkm:

I can’t decide if Taylor or Nikki’s reaction is better

Phew, I`m relieved ;P Yeah, the smell must be awful! I wish I could go too that would be such an interesting field trip :)

It really was. Saw a couple different hearts, like one that was oversized and lungs that had some sort of malformation. Was neat as shit.

thatfunnyblog:

Words. To. Live. By.

thatfunnyblog:

Words. To. Live. By.

wow that`s so cool! I would love to examine a human heart and brain :D how could you do this? I sure hope in a legal way ;P

Haha, entirely legal I promise :-P my school did a forensic science elective that I took and they took us to a cadaver lab at one of the local universities. The place reeked of formaldehyde but it was awesome :D

michaelisfangirl500:

handprintsandgoodgripsallonmyass:

madamepapercut:

punmiser:

turbracer:

jackfrost-flakes:









the end OMG

Reblogging for Kuzco.

jimmyjamjimjohn:

rubywhiterabbit:

One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.

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