so for my art project we had to fake a death/murder. for mine I did someone who had jumped off a building. when I was laying down while the picture was being taken, 7 people came running up to me asking if I was okay and if I needed an ambulance etc. I’ve been suicidal for a very long time, and the thoughts of jumping off buildings and ending my life have gone through my mind a thousand times. But the fact that people actually stopped and came running over to see if I was alright made me see that people do care, strangers care. so many people looked and walked past, but these 7 people some how took these suicidal feelings away… weird huh? But the moral of this story is that people do care about you, even people who don’t know who you are.
if you don’t reblog this, fuck you
oh my god this is amazing
Guillaume Côté -The National Ballet of Canada
then again i am a really needy person who just wants everything
plot twist: alto clef
Haha it looks like the pitch drops, but it actually goes up haha
what are you guys on about its a G♭ tied to an F# lmao what else is there to it
I’m trying so hard not to read that as “God damnit 100 ASS” whenever I sell this but I’m failing every single time…
i hate when teachers are like “sorry if im grumpy ive had a class each period haha” like ????? what do you think students do?????
you are the dancing queen
Just a reminder to the world that there is this glorious feminist thing called the Hawkeye Initiative. Where people draw Hawkeye (and possibly other avengers) in various sexual poses that comic artists generally depict women in.
the greatest thing in the universe.
Fall and winter are really bad seasons for me. As a child, 90% of the traumatic things that happened to me happened during those months. The last few years, it hasn’t hit me as hard.
I was using drugs. It was easier than feeling.
I got clean in August. I can feel the anxiety and anger coming on like they always do. I feel like I’m going to go to a dark place this year, and I’m scared. I’m scared. I’m anxious. I’m angry. But I’m hopeful. I know I can make it through, but I would appreciate your help.
The link leads to my askbox. I turned on anon for this, even though I really didn’t want to. All I’m asking for is this: if you see this, leave me a message. Something positive. If you had a good day, tell me about it. If you heard about something cute, let me know. If you have a message of hope, an inspirational song, or experience with any kind of struggles, share it with me. Please. And reblog this. Because I’m going to need a lot of help to make it through this year. I really don’t want to get a Clean for Eternity coin before I get a one year key tag. I really don’t want to end up horribly depressed and suicidal.