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when u touch an unaware cat and they make that small surprised sound reblog if u agree

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here’s the scoop

My biggest issue with Tumblr, and there are a few of them despite my love for blogs and humor, is that people have managed to make a joke out of mental illness.  They’ve normalized it in ways that astound me, and honestly make me recoil in fear for our future generations.  There’s nothing normal about mental illness.  That’s why it’s an illness.  Just like a cold, like the flu, like cancer.  It’s something that is hindering you, dangerous, could potentially kill you if it’s not helped and if it continues to fester.  The thing about mental illness is that it is so easily personally diagnosed that we’ve got kids running around saying they’re depressed, and doctors are doping them up at ages where chemical imbalances are common, resulting in dependancies on a few white pills every day.  We’re teaching girls and boys that anorexia is common; the phrase, “oh, I haven’t eaten today” is so frequent it makes my mind swirl.  

Here’s the thing.  Mental illness is NOT a joke.  It should NOT be romanticized.  And I solely blame social media platforms like Tumblr that have made it seem so.

So keep your floral bouquets around the word “depression”, keep your self deprecating jokes about how you’re comprised of anxiety and sadness.  Keep all the shit that makes teenagers think it’s cool to have an illness, and realize that you’re not helping yourself by dragging other people down with you.

You’ll only fuck up their lives in the end.

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i have a big forehead and it’s filled with loving thoughts 

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Some of you are so young… You weren’t here for Dashcon… Mishapocalypse… That fateful day when Pizza was deleted… There is much history you do not know children. Be grateful you’ll never have to live those horrors. Be grateful…

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rest in fucking pieces, mr. darcy

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Reblog if you honestly have NEVER sent anon hate.

It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this

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Reblog if you're a proud member of the Holmes fandom

Not just Sherlock.

Not only Ritchie verse.

Not only Granada. 

ALL OF THE HOLMES UNIVERSE.

If you love the great detective created by the glorious Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, reblog this.

It’s not about who does the best adaption, it’s about accepting each and every universe.

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Fuck you I’m an art student I don’t do math

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reblog if ur kinda cold and pretty tired

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“I love myself, the way I look, my body, but sometimes I can’t help but feel insecure.”

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Mary Tyler Moore and Julie Andrews in “Thoroughly Modern Millie” (1967)

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“But then I’ve always known I was a man out of his time”

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Cooking show I desperately want: Professional chefs compete to wow and astound totally amateur food critics who don’t know dick about shit. Get eliminated on totally arbitrary grounds such as “I don’t like sour cream.”

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Have you ever looked at someone while they’re doing something small like driving or laughing or eating and just smile bc you like them so much

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Decorating your first apartment sounds fun until you realize you have to pay for everything …