Misandry 2013!
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Misandry 2013!
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Starting tomorrow I have exactly 7 days before I go sell things at the vintage/handmade/cool stuff market. The fact that a damn folding/banquet table is so hard to find on something like CL is annoying me at the moment. (I have one table, but need 2.) I’m covering it up with a tablecloth, so it’s not like it has to be a cute table.
I just figured I would share that with all of you. This has been a very important post.

I’m flaring, so the last thing I needed was to be awakened at such a crappy hour, especially since insomnia loves me so much.

(For the record, I’ve been hanging on to this .gif for like…ever. I knew I’d need it eventually. Because that’s how America does things.)
Can we make a deal for tonight? Let me sleep? Pretty please?
Apologies for the terrible image quality - I’m lacking scanner access at the minute so I had to take these photos on my phone
I was reading hyperbole and a half’s blog entry explaining their experience of depression and decided to make another sketchy comic based on my experiences with anxiety, which is another mental illness I think people tend to misunderstand quite frequently
Hopefully this will be of use to some people - whether they suffer from anxiety themselves or if they just want to know more about it
#GPOY
This makes tons of sense. It’s so hard for me to explain my anxiety to people that have never had it, because I can’t put it into words the ‘right’ way…
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Yesterday was salt scrub day, today has been peppermint aromatherapy sugar hand/foot scrub day…tomorrow appears that it will be natural lip balm making day.
Obviously I have the most exciting life ever.
My house smells flippin’ amazing, btw.

Emergency cute corgi post.
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Just in case anybody had forgotten, this is your weekly reminder.
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Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.
It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”
I mean, it’s just true.
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“Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”
That’s it. That’s it right there.(via oddpicturesoddpeople)
Welp.
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Fracturing bones when you’ve got lupus…I’ve got experience in that.
9 months after breaking bones in my foot, they *still* won’t heal. The doctors (yes, more than one) have said ‘fixing’ said bones at this point would more than likely cause more harm than good…so here I am with a screwed up foot.
Thanks lupus. You’re like the perfect storm of health fails.
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.Winona Ryder (via postmodernsleaze7)
I do this every day.
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Welcome to my life.
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I wished that I was content with my life; that even though I didn’t know the answer to my question, that even though I might never know the answer, this pain in my heart would leave.
I wished and wished.
29, Adena Halpern (via creatingaquietmind)
Which hypothetical situation is less likely to induce a total nervous breakdown wrapped in a blanket of lupus flares for one of my hypothetical friends?
This makes me haz a sad, because It was a cute Hello Kitty one. (To be fair, I’ve never had a phone case last as long as this one has, but I digress.)
RIP, Hello Kitty iPhone case. You served me well.

more like in a minute
20 a month. Who are these people? I need to show them they’re doing Tumblr wrong.
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Don’t pull an Amy, Ginger.

Apparently today shall be known as ‘let’s scapegoat Ginger for something she didn’t even do all over again’ day.