Working on being happy

I’ve gøt a migraine

paramorre:

Twenty One Pilots- Holding Onto You [Watch]

joshpeck:

there are people that don’t think they deserve to be happy that is the fucking saddest thing


Untitled by Anna Petersen



where are the notes this is beautiful

the mobile version is amazing, click on it

This is amazing

where are the notes this is beautiful

the mobile version is amazing, click on it

This is amazing

i get really happy when it’s not me who starts the conversation because that removes so much anxiety about whether i’m bothering the person or if they secretly hate me even if i know that’s not true 

istandsilentinthetrees:

"why do you like twenty one pilots so much??"

okay for starters:

  • their lyrics 
  • the way tyler joseph twitches during certain parts of certain songs
  • have you seen josh dun play the drums???
  • did I mention the lyrics bc they’re genious

imissnepeta:

c00lmom420:

retcum:

oqvpo:

sp4ceinvaders:

moriarty:

J ESUS TAKE THE WHEEL IM SO GAY

that transformation is too cool. even like the “after” version better. very cool.

WHO IS THIS

shes so hot

Her name is Ruby Rose, she’s an Australian model- btw she’s genderfluid!

(Reminder not to use ace bandages)

svveden:

trillow:

how much do islands cost i want one

much

Today I had a teacher tell me that a family member of theirs attempted suicide with pills.
I asked why he didn’t seem more concerned, and he replied with “people who attempt overdose are just attention seeking.”

Tell that to my grandma while she had to shower me for a month because I couldn’t stand after my overdose.

Tell that to my younger cousin who didn’t understand why I slept for three days straight.

Tell that to my bestfriend who saw me cry in every moment I was awake for two weeks after I swallowed those little pieces of hell.

Tell that to my brother who watched me vomit up everything I ate because my stomach was on fire.

Tell that to my teachers who watched me fail my exams because I was so dizzy and out of it I couldn’t stand, let alone concentrate.

Tell that to my mum, who watched me violently shake, sweat, convulse and cry in her arms because I didn’t want to be alive.

Go on, tell them it’s attention seeking. I dare you.

(via sighbroken)