And on top of everything I have school tomorrow and whatever I do I just can’t fall asleep I’ve literally been in bed for the past four hours

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It makes me mad that I like him so much. Whenever I think about him, I feel hopeful about life and protected but at the same time, depressed because I know the chances of getting him are slim to none. Whenever I’m in class with him I want to kill myself because he is right there but we are literally never aloud to talk, and that’s like putting a buffet of food right in front of someone but telling them they’re not aloud to eat it. I love his eyes but hate them at the same time, and love his body figure but still resent myself for being attracted to it. Romantic attraction is the worst, I just want an end to this misery. I guess this is turning out to sound cliche and all but I’m just fed up. I’ve never gotten anyone I’ve liked before and I’m just tired of getting my hopes up so high only to see them come crashing down every single time.

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“I don’t want the ‘American’ dream. I want my own.”

Awakened Vibrations (via awakenedvibrations)

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the-unpopular-opinions:

When people say, “Stop being so depressed and just smile for God’s sake,” it makes me mad. Depression is a result of messed up brain chemistry, and while it can’t be fixed if the patient refuses to try and think positive, that’s not all depression is. Always seeing the negative side of a situation as the predominant side is pessimism. Depression is this intense self-hatred and a feeling that you’re worthless. It’s feeling like you’d be better off dead and being unable to believe people who say that they’d rather that not happen. It’s a result of the serotonin receptors in your brain improperly processing serotonin, and it can’t be fixed by simply thinking positive. I have depression, and a lot of the time it’s hard for me to even get out of bed, let alone go out and function normally and on top of that, see the goddamn brIGHT side of things. 
People who don’t have mental illnesses act like they’re a choice. They act like we—that is, the sufferers of these illnesses—enjoy it. They act like we enjoy the attention it gets us. NO. I hate that I’m such a burden to my parents, and I hate how much money they’re having to spend on my treatment, and I hate the way people react when they find out about my mental illness.
When people find out I have depression, they sometimes react empathetically. But sometimes, they react with disgust. They say “Haven’t you tried THINKING POSITIVE?” WHY DON’T YOU TRY NOT HAVING ANXIETY? IT’S ALL IN YOUR HEAD” Yes, I know that. There’s a reason it’s called mental illness.
I once had a boy say to me, “I’m going to force you into an embarrassing situation to cure you of your social anxiety.” Anxiety attacks are horrible and painful and just generally undesirable and forcing someone to have one isn’t exactly the proper way to cure them of their anxiety disorder. His logic was “well that’s how they cure phobias” no shut the fuck up. that requires consent. 
The similarity between mental and physical illness is barely there. In both cases, the patient has no control over it. Cancer patients can’t just wishtheir cancer away. You wouldn’t dream of suggesting something like that to a cancer patient. Would you? Mental illnesses are the same way. Just as no one would wish to have cancer, no one would ever wish for depression, or social anxiety, or schizophrenia (which, by the way, sucks). 
Don’t think that just because it’s an illness of the mind, which you’re supposed to have complete control over, it can be easily fixed by just changing your outlook on life. Some parts of the brain can’t be controlled.

Like I always say, the brain is stronger than the rational mind

the-unpopular-opinions:

When people say, “Stop being so depressed and just smile for God’s sake,” it makes me mad. Depression is a result of messed up brain chemistry, and while it can’t be fixed if the patient refuses to try and think positive, that’s not all depression is. Always seeing the negative side of a situation as the predominant side is pessimism. Depression is this intense self-hatred and a feeling that you’re worthless. It’s feeling like you’d be better off dead and being unable to believe people who say that they’d rather that not happen. It’s a result of the serotonin receptors in your brain improperly processing serotonin, and it can’t be fixed by simply thinking positive. I have depression, and a lot of the time it’s hard for me to even get out of bed, let alone go out and function normally and on top of that, see the goddamn brIGHT side of things. 

People who don’t have mental illnesses act like they’re a choice. They act like we—that is, the sufferers of these illnesses—enjoy it. They act like we enjoy the attention it gets us. NO. I hate that I’m such a burden to my parents, and I hate how much money they’re having to spend on my treatment, and I hate the way people react when they find out about my mental illness.

When people find out I have depression, they sometimes react empathetically. But sometimes, they react with disgust. They say “Haven’t you tried THINKING POSITIVE?” WHY DON’T YOU TRY NOT HAVING ANXIETY? IT’S ALL IN YOUR HEAD” Yes, I know that. There’s a reason it’s called mental illness.

I once had a boy say to me, “I’m going to force you into an embarrassing situation to cure you of your social anxiety.” Anxiety attacks are horrible and painful and just generally undesirable and forcing someone to have one isn’t exactly the proper way to cure them of their anxiety disorder. His logic was “well that’s how they cure phobias” no shut the fuck up. that requires consent. 

The similarity between mental and physical illness is barely there. In both cases, the patient has no control over it. Cancer patients can’t just wishtheir cancer away. You wouldn’t dream of suggesting something like that to a cancer patient. Would you? Mental illnesses are the same way. Just as no one would wish to have cancer, no one would ever wish for depression, or social anxiety, or schizophrenia (which, by the way, sucks). 

Don’t think that just because it’s an illness of the mind, which you’re supposed to have complete control over, it can be easily fixed by just changing your outlook on life. Some parts of the brain can’t be controlled.

Like I always say, the brain is stronger than the rational mind

I’m going to my sister’s award ceremony thing and there’s going to be a free buffet afterwards so excite

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exoticwild:

What I’m really terrified of is leading an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not doing anything different to be remembered by.

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Why the fuck does my mom think my dog can understand 3 languages

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I want him to be my boyfriend

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thespiritualcatalyst:

Don’t ever buy dried mango in a plastic cylindrical container. I don’t know why it differs from dried mango in a bag, but it just tastes like shit.

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This site isn’t worth it to me. I should probably start looking for other places where people actually acknowledge my presence…give up any dreams of becoming Tumblr famous.

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waxleaf:

Probably going to make/sell these for when I vend at markets!

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AT&T…just…no.

i read like the first six pages of tfios and then i got bored

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I think I might read The Fault in Our Stars. I thought it’d be kind of a cliche book of sorts but this is the first time I’ve seen anything on amazon get a full five stars. Jesus christ, I haven’t read a book in years, here we go…

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