anxiety is not cute, shy girls who get nervous in public sometimes, anxiety is getting to dizzy you can’t walk and then being sent into a spiraling panic attack after a presentation
depression is not “grunge” 18 year olds who occasionally smoke ciggs and listen to sad music depression is constantly feeling numb, and dead and you don’t know why
bipolar disorder is not girls in skirts having short outbursts of anger at people once a week, bipo;ar disorder is someone having so many emotions changing so fast you don’t know what to do and can’t control it however hard you try
psychosis is not pale white girls in boxer braids holding baseball bats psychosis is people with severe issues that cuts them off from external reality.
Mental/psychiatric illnesses are not trendy or grunge. Stop making severe problems your “aesthetic”
First things first- I’m
not a native English speaker, I suck hard at grammar and some
additional things and -you know.. I’m a bit shaky articulating myself - read with this warning in mind and have fun!
Some time ago I happened
to catch an episode of Flapjack on TV. Each time I see it I get more
impressed by this show– each time it seems wilder and more vibrant
than the last time – just the finest breed of unpredictable. And
maaaan I love the location of this show. This filthy, moldy,
contagious harbor, isolated in the eye of the dead sea but containing
so much bursting life in its small belly. God I love the
possibilities of this place – its so fun how it expands and shrinks
according to the story, almost as if its it own independent
character, it’s silent but it moves and talks and reacts and
breathes. This makes it feel so much bigger and exiting – I could
gawk at this gorgeous art design forever, and I probably will, but I
got caught of guard and distracted by the the end credits for a
Request: ‘One shot about going to New Orleans w/ Klaus bc you love him but something happens + he compels you to forget him and everything you shared together. No Hayley like she doesn’t exist or whatever’
Author: Me (alloftheimaginesblog aka bigblueboxwiththemadmaninside)
Note: I’m only on Episode 9 of the Originals so details are a bit AU than what really happened.
Reader Gender: Any. No specific pronouns are used (I use ‘they’/’them’).
polaroid, vinyl, incense, scars, teacups and poetry? 0:
Polaroid - already answered.
Vinyl - Like….. idk…. alternative stuff and Lady Gaga and stuff…… Red Hot Chili Peppers, AWOLNATION, 2NE1
Incense - Rain, old books, honeysuckle
Scars - Idk man I’ve seen some shit
Teacups - Sake, flavored milk, any generic caramelly latte or frappucino type thing
Poetry - Hope is the thing with feathers / that perches in the soul / sings the song without words / and never stops at all (I KNOW everyone knows that one but it has sentimental value to me and I’ve had it memorized since I was like 5…… little did I know how much I had in common with the author at that time)
I took the time to read the new Burrito or whatever chapter
There are so many fails with this chapter that i can’t even begin to write them all :))
Drama, drama everywhere
Yeah, Sasuke is always around, uhuh
Copy paste justsus, copy paste justsus everywhere
I smell some “The young and the restless” shit coming up, but do not worry Sasusaku fans i’m 100% sure that this drama will end with Sasuke coming back and explaining the fact that he didn’t bang Karin and that Salad is not her daughter although she looks like like the spitting image of her. Salad’s design was made like that on purpose only for the sake of milking Naruto more by introducing some telenovela crap.
And then there’s the biggest “WTF” of the entire chapter.
Honestly, i can’t even begin to describe the failure of this pannel, like what on earth even a person who barely knows Sasuke can tell that he doesn’t need glasses…..and Sakura is his wife and she doesn’t know basic things like that. For the love of God.
I have no idea why i even read this crap and honestly i won’t make that same mistake again. I feel like Kishimoto finaly reached the last stage of “Fucking with his fans” by delivering this “Spin-off”.
my grandma is literally the sneakiest person alive omg. Like she accidentally bought fat free milk instead of two percent and my dad and brothers refuse to drink it. So she’s pouring a little bit of the fat free milk into the two percent milk everyday and they haven’t noticed yet. I aspire to be this woman tbh
"Everyone keeps giving me milk, and I've wondered for the longest time, but I've finally realized those assholes associate kittens with milk, and just because I have cat ears, and a tail, does NOT mean I like milk for fucks sake." She ranted out, to the stranger, it started off so calm, and relaxed, into angered and frustrated.
Knova stared down at the younger girl, her mind racing with questions that she had decided to keep to herself. “I just don’t understand…” Knova mumbled to herself, trying to take her gaze of the blue haired girl.
warning: the following text post will take into consideration the worst case scenario for our ship and one that, unfortunately, might be a strong possibility. i wanted to write this down just to get it out of my system and hopefully, to prepare ourselves for the worst, in case it happens.
ignore if you don’t want any negativity right now.