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
Did Disney think Floridians were some alien race or something.
do you wanna look like this skeleton
or THIS skeleton?
drink a milk kids
Shout out to Dijonay’s parents for naming all their kids after seasonings, spices and condiments.
Do you ever wonder about how an author would describe you in a novel? Not only your appearance but the way you talk and laugh and hold yourself and all the expressions on your face?
TWO YEARS Apart
It says Ana in the tags. ANOREXIA. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU GLORIFYING AN EATING DISORDER. Why does this have so many god damn notes?! This girl needs help, not people reblogging it. Bless your sweet precious little hearts.
My name is Ana
just because you’re not there to see it, does not mean it doesn’t exist
I’m sorry but is that a freaking SLENDERMAN????
ALL ABOARD THE NOPE TRAIN.
I THUGH THIS WAS A STICK BUG
TAKING THE NOPE TRAIN TO FUCKTHATVILLE