I’m Sorry I’ll Never Be As Good As Her.

Spreadsheets and "making a living" are getting in the way of my joy. I want to surf, drink coffee and get ripped. I want to meditate, read books and have conversations about tea being the elixir of life. I want to walk barefoot in dense forests and know each flower by name and I mean binomial nomenclature name. I have no interest in sitting in another meeting where we get nothing done and say nothing because people are throwing their weight around. I want to dabble in alchemy. You people are wasting my years, and my patience is so close to zero.

Red is the color of strength, war, determination, passion, and love.

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It's easier to move on when you've been hurt than it is to look at yourself in the mirror when you've hurt the same person, the same way twice.

Unless you’ve personally been there, I imagine it’s something that’s difficult to stretch you mind around. It’s a position you can’t picture yourself being in and believe me if you could - you wouldn’t want to. But some people live there… in that darkness… on that knife edge (if you can call that living). But has it ever occurred to you that the reason you can’t imagine suicide ever being a viable option… the reason you can’t wrap your mind around the idea of a person wanting to choose a solution as devastatingly final as ending their life is because you’ve never really considered the kind of hell someone has to go through to arrive at that conclusion? The way you see the world – with its intoxicating highs and terrible lows and its mediocre boring ‘most of the time’ – is not how everybody experiences it. Some people have only lows. You experience life as an ever spinning ferrous wheel of emotions, but some people are hopelessly stuck at the bottom far lower than you will ever go. You think it’s a selfish option because you see a loving family, friends and lovers who will miss you if you left. You see lists of things that make life worth living but some people see a list of things they feel they’ll never be able to escape. You do not know how heavy a person’s burden is unless you’ve walked in those shoes, you do not know how dark the world looks to some people because you cannot see it with their eyes and that is why you cannot imagine a future so terrifyingly bleak and painful that you would do just about anything to get away from it; a pain so soul destroying you’d do anything not to feel it any more. You cannot know it, cannot imagine it unless you’ve been there… so don’t judge. It’s just that simple. You’re not required to fix it, you’re not even required to be supportive if you don’t want to… just be kind to people and don’t judge. If you lack the emotional depth to empathise with someone else’s pain, then at least keep your mouth closed and stop contributing to it.

Ranata Suzuki | For anyone who says suicide is a cowards way out  (via theprocast)

It is never too late to be what you might have been. -George Eliot

this is way too fucking relatable

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no offence but this is one of the funniest things teen titans go has ever done