All these big-ass trees

Morally it wouldn’t be wrong to kill pharmaceutical company executives

if ur rich send me money i’m not even kidding wtf are u going to do with it? buy another kitchen island fuck you

adult emailing culture is overthinking how polite you sound and forgetting to send the attachments

Good morning and tuesday to everyone except the guy who stuck his dick in the public mailbox downtown and pissed all over the mail. If you're him fuck you

This is oddly specific. Is there a story there?

Yeah, some guy stuck his dick in the public mailbox downtown and pissed all over the mail

OP you have to tell us that story, I need context

Well you see, some guy stuck his dick in the public mailbox downtown

What happened next?

You wouldn't believe it but he pissed all over the mail

Huge fan of the name of this series

My psych professor mentioned swaddling in lecture so I emailed him a picture of me being swaddled in my dorm room and asked if I could get extra credit because it was really hot in there and I got really sweaty and he was like “fabulous, sure”

I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.

I hope they’re having a nice life

we absolutely are not and that unfinished fic haunts us to this day

I haven’t been diagnosed with depression but I did go to therapy when I was in high school. I feel like I might need it again, I work and I went to school but I just don’t want to be around people. I will continue my education online and I will keep working but I wish I had more energy. I was recently diagnosed with fibromyalgia and my engery levels are really low and I don’t have much time to be with my friends. I wish my mom understood better, she doesn’t and before I was officially diagnosed, she would tell me to stop whining. When I was in high school, she thought my depression was me being possessed and not actually depression even though she was depressed at some point in her life. When she realized before, sending me to therapy, she would tell me I had nothing to be depressed about. My depression isn’t being sad all the time, its about having no energy to do what I love and while half of that is also the fibromyalgia, I sometimes don’t feel like eating or sleeping. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I was in a mental institution or if I didn’t have to go to college and have a job which requires me to be around people. I love working with children but some days, I just don’t want to do anything. I used to write when I was deep in depression but now I don’t even want to write. I read fanfiction and I listen to music but sometimes I wish there was nothing I had to do, work, school, having a plan for the future. It’s too stressful.

i feel weird cause all i post on my instagram are selfies but i think that may be cause i hate my body so much… i haven’t been diagnosed with depression but the intense periods of sadness and anxiety i experiment for even months on end can’t be normal…

I got diagnosed with major depressive disorder almost a year ago in that time I’ve lost and gained more Weight than I ever have, self care is up and down and I deleted majority of my pictures of myself off my social media but I’ve been on anti depressants since my diagnosis and it definitely helps and when I’m more financially stable I’ll be going to therapy consistently but symptoms still linger it’s a very odd feeling you never just snap out of it and it’s not always sadness it kinda feels like your in limbo all the time it’s like that episode of spongebob when squidward finally moved away. I’m doing a lot better now and things like meds and meditating directly influenced that

i was diagnosed with clinical depression almost five years ago and as much as it seems like it sometimes goes away, it still comes back just as fucking hard. i get stuck in my head listening to the imaginary voice telling me i’m worthless and don’t have the energy to get out of bed and not scroll through my phone constantly. i hate that i get defensive and angry so quickly and can’t express myself the ways i want to because i’m too insecure and self conscious. my mom said it was fake, that my sister and i are just feeling these feelings for attention. this shit sucks man.

This is so accurate it’s scary

Thanks, I actually really need that rn 🥰

Maybe you need this. You. You know who you are.

FOLK DADA

On the dvd commentary pat mchale says something that really stuck with me about how the unknown as wirt sees it (and as we see it) is built to be comfortable for him. He gets scared, but he’s so much more comfortable there than he is at home, with all the architecture he reads about and everything being so poetic and old fashioned. I wonder if this is something done intentionally for that reason? Wirt is a poet, and does spoken word poetry often, in a place made to be comfortable for him, a sense of rhythm and fluidity when people talk or move would make a lot of sense, it would be really calming for him and the lack of such in ep 9 adds to the chaos he feels in his regular life. It’s something I’ve noticed before too, and I’ve noticed how easily he slots into conversations in the unknown compared to in episode 9. It’s very possible that’s how wirt thinks, and therefore that’s just how the unknown is.