Yep. Going to do a reblog only blog for a while. If you want it message me on skype or ask my fiance for it if you don't have me on skype.
Jesus christ. I'm about done with tumblr and all the bs here. I don't care how many cute reblogs there are. I'm fucking tired of people not understanding how things work and attacking people who may not handle things as well as others.
No one's the same. No two people are going to handle things the same. Stress that might be easy for one person to shrug off might be the thing that tips another person over that dangerous edge.
I'm fucking done with the majority of people here who get butthurt when someone says 'hey, that's good advice and all, but you know that's not going to work for everyone and it's dangerous to assume it DOES' because you know what? Pushing someone into doing something that might tip their mental well being over the edge and be that last thing that's /too much/ for them to handle? That's not good advice. That's being a fucking ableist jackass who doesn't understand and never will because 'oh it worked for 'so and so' so it must work for everyone and you're just taking the hard way out or not trying if you don't do it exactly the same'.
Seriously - fuck off.
I'm tired of seeing this bs that meds, or specific treatments, or exposure therapy, or whatever else is a 'fix' is the only right way and that if you can't 'fix' whatever's wrong by doing it the 'right' way you're lazy and wrong and don't love yourself.
Jesus christ.
I think I'm just going to go away from tumblr for a long time or start a blog just to reblog cute things away from the toxic BS I see in all the various tags and groups I once supported and called myself a part of.
“I’m old enough to know that a longer life isn’t always a better one. In the end, you just get tired; tired of the struggle, tired of losing everyone that matters to you, tired of watching everything you love turn to dust. If you live long enough, the only certainty left is that you’ll end up alone.”
Musical infographics.
Very important
All so very true, and also hilarious.
WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
more like, i’m not touching this fic with a ten foot pole are you fucking kidding me
imagine jim having nightmares of tarsus, imagine him being cranky and waspish on duty because he can't sleep, imagine him sitting in the dark in his office because lights mean somebody is watching and he doesn't want anyone to see him. Imagine bones and spock getting increasingly worried because their captain is seeming to disintegrate right in front of them.
imagine spock finally working up the courage to walk into his office, even if the lights are out
he doesnt say anything, just sits on the floor next to jim, and hopes that itll be enough
lets play a game called ‘i feel like i’m bothering you with everything i say so i won’t make any attempts at contact until you message me first’
ppl seem to think that if u didnt know that u were trans as a kid ur just Fakin It and it’s like buddy when i was a little kid i thought i was a goddamn pterodactyl i didnt have time to ponder gender
Pugception [marksingletree]
THE PUG’S FACE OMG