My name is unknownuniverse66, and I have an addiction with this ship.
And a little bit Rock n Roll
And hip hop, add a little rap
And some peppy praise n worship,
A dash of jazz
A sprinkle of classical piano
And a smidgen of karaoke….oops, did I say that last one, scratch that out, it’s a secret
I was in the mood for some Sabriel fanart
Literally the best Ohmtoonz moment
“I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.”
— Unknown
Tagging: @sticki-notes
Somehow, despite all odds, Connor had survived. His dad was furious with him, yelling about how he threw away everything he was given, Zoe was completely silent, fury in her eyes, and his mother was … heartbroken. They sent him to rehab, and Connor knew that deep down they all wished he hadn’t woken up.
He sighed, twitching slightly as he tried to get used to being without drugs, they had given him nicotine patches to help ease him into it but it barely helped. They had also put him on mood stabilizers, to help him out with his anger issues and depression. Getting him to take them was a fight every morning.
It had been a week and nobody came to visit him, and frankly it was exactly what Connor expected. It wasn’t like anybody noticed him. It wasn’t like anyone gave a damn. He looked up at the sound of footsteps, sneering at the nurse.
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I honestly feel you Dark…
And again quotes are from @incorrect-ego-quotes
back to school reminders:
your grades don’t define you
mental health is a priority
not doing some homework assignments isn’t the end of the world
turn things in on time even if they aren’t completely done
you don’t need a perfect GPA to go to college
apply for scholarships
drama is exhausting; try to avoid it
ask for help when you need it
you aren’t stupid for not knowing everything
not every friend is a real one
teachers aren’t always right
everyone makes mistakes
you can do it
At 17, I was a depressed teenager who self harmed and wondered about just how painful it could possibly be to end my life.
Right now, I’m laying on the couch, and I can hear my husband reading our four year old a bedtime story using silly voices.
Life gets better. Make sure you’re there to see it.
Can we also appreciate Sam in the first gif tho