cvxn

This upset me so much I had to go look immediately to confirm it was a fake message.

I love that @MarsCuriosity account. 

(Source: daydreamntn)

luckyshirt:

Breakup season again. Maybe it’s a spring thing. Been telling a few people this in the last week.

So here it is for anyone else who needs to snap the hell out of it.

Get good at moving on. Fast. Then get really good at it.

Overcoming romantic disappointment truly is one of the most important strengths you can develop as an adult. I’m still working it out each time, but I look at people who’ve been with the same person their whole lives and think “I could bench press you AND your high school sweetheart, motherfucker.”

wilwheaton:

kat-howard:

elysemarshall:

annajarzab:

I like this.

I like this, too.

Wonderful. I want to memorize this.

This is amazing.

(Source: finnualabutler)

thepiratefuture:

For awhile each of the days counted towards something worse and worse. I both had it happen and let it happen to me. The lights will go on, with or without you, the lights never go away. Countless others ensure so, their livelihood depends on it. Whether I wished those to go away or otherwise.

But I also firmly and fully believe we each take away exactly what we need from everything. Not an ounce more, not a sliver less, and not a moment too late nor a bit too soon. You take away exactly what you need to say enough.

So I got full, one day, of all the wishing. Got full of the darkness. Got full of the nothing. And I set about change.

They tell you need drugs, they tell you it’s therapy, they tell you it’s the environment, they tell you it’s a lot of things because it is really a lot of things. But the easiest isn’t just a pill, the easiest is just change.

Fuck the inability to change, change.

Then take that change and maintain, that’s the hardest. Maintain. Every single day. And no drugs man ever made can help you keep change, it is rather a constant reminder of the fight you have to commit every single day to count towards something good.

But do it once, do it twice, do it three times, then four, and never stop. And one day you wake up and look at the mirror and find someone not you. Someone that’s okay. And then those lights are instead magical, enough to invite you out again.

That’s what depression feels like. And it’s sad but if you don’t have it, it’s sadder that you never get an opportunity to change for the better. You don’t push, you don’t get better. Life is only a bit more interesting when you make an effort.

(Source: joshuawoods)

ericmortensen:

Roger Ebert:

Wednesday, July 18, is the 20th anniversary of our marriage. How can I begin to tell you about Chaz? She fills my horizon, she is the great fact of my life, she has my love, she saved me from the fate of living out my life alone, which is where I seemed to be heading. If my cancer had come, and it would have, and Chaz had not been there with me, I can imagine a descent into lonely decrepitude. I was very sick. I might have vegetated in hopelessness. This woman never lost her love, and when it was necessary she forced me to want to live. She was always there believing I could do it, and her love was like a wind forcing me back from the grave.

fuckyeahcoryschneider:

(thx jess)

TRUST YO FEELINGZ, YOUNG SCHNEIDWALKER

therealkatiewest:

“She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know.”
— Marilyn Monroe

Today’s [and every day’s] spirit animal