New season, new clothes
"I love your new clothes, Killian, but do you know what I love even more?"
"And what is that, sweetheart?"
"When I rip them off your body"
My birthday is less than a month away and I know what I want more than anything in this world;
I want someone to look me in the eye and tell me that I am somebody worth fighting for, and actually MEAN IT.
Not say it because that’s what you’re supposed to say or just to get me to shut up, but say it to my face and MEAN IT WITH ALL THEIR HEART & SOUL.
I realized that I’ve spend the last 26 years fighting for everyone in my life, giving them my soul, my tears, my heart and my spirit; and I don’t feel like I’ve ever had someone truly fight for me. I don’t have anyone that would stand before those who abuse and destroy me and stand up for me and build me up. I have lairs, fakes and deceivers who see me as someone to only give attention and love when they feel like it or when it is convenient for them.
I’m FUCKING tired of it. I spend so much time taking care of others and enduring the emotional abuse from those who call themselves my “friends” and goddammit I want a change.
Because with all I have had to suffer in my almost 26 years, I fucking deserve some real love and compassion.
NO NO GUYS THIS WAS REALLY IMPORTANT BECAUSE IT WAS THE FIRST TIME ELSA SAW HER CREATE LIFE WITH HER POWERS
"Oh, god. I’m a mother."
So the gloves were like…
You are loved. You are important. You make a difference in this world. You are destined to do great things. Your life is just beginning. Suicide is not the answer to your problems, overcoming them is. One day you will look back and say to yourself, "I survived, and because I survived, I am stronger than I ever thought I could be."
I feel the need to reblog this tonight in light of recent events.
|—||President Barack Obama (via trekkerbud)|
"What’s wrong with death sir? What are we so mortally afraid of? Why can’t we treat death with a certain amount of humanity and dignity, and decency, and God forbid, maybe even humor. Death is not the enemy, gentlemen. If we’re going to fight a disease, let’s fight one of the most terrible diseases of all, indifference."
Rest in Peace, Robin Williams.
July 21st, 1951 - August 11th, 2014
Thank you for bringing joy into my childhood and life with your voice and acting. Thank you for your contagious jokes, your wacky impersonations, and amazing acting. Thank you for making my childhood experience better, and thank you for bringing joy to those even though you battled with your own joy. If only you could have known how much you’ve impacted people. Your life work will live on, and you will never be forgotten. I know I won’t forget you. Thank you for helping me whenever I felt sad and having a film for every mood. Gone, but never forgotten.
I can’t help but realize that the reason so many people are so affected by Robin Williams’ death is because of how many people also suffer from depression like he did, so I’m going to leave this here in case anyone needs it:
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255
I just wish this would all just stop.
- Have you eaten in the last 4ish hours?
- Have you had something to drink today?
- Can you have something, even if just milk or water or cup’o’noodles or toast with something yummy on it, if you haven’t, please?
- If you have any injuries, can you please take care of them for me
- Also please take any meds if you should and haven’t, yet?
Whatever you have or haven’t done today just know you’re super strong and I am so proud of you
Okay you can go back to blogging now~ <3
hey you guys!! obviously there’s some upsetting news going around, and it might be a little difficult to be online right now for some of you.
here is a masterpost of resources to distract or cheer yourself up. if you are at all triggered by this news, taking care of yourself should take first priority to participating in the worldwide outpouring of grief.