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ultranol:

and it looks like we might have made it yes it looks like we’ve made it to the end

ultranol:

and it looks like we might have made it 
yes it looks like we’ve made it to the end

stephank:

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

Whenever I think of these things, it’s more like “OH GOD I’M RESPONSIBLE FOR SOMEBODY ELSE’S LIFE AND IF I MESS UP IT WOULD BE BAD OH GOD I HOPE I DON’T MESS UP.”

stephank:

girlgrowingsmall:

beastlyart:

boosket:

ask-bloody-fundanny:

roughkiss:

spookytheford:

did-you-kno:

Source

Oh god thank fucking christ.

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.

I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.

Whenever I think of these things, it’s more like “OH GOD I’M RESPONSIBLE FOR SOMEBODY ELSE’S LIFE AND IF I MESS UP IT WOULD BE BAD OH GOD I HOPE I DON’T MESS UP.”

ruinedchildhood:

I cant breathe

kimpissible:

when your mom says no to mcdonalds

image

real-scars-fake-smiles:

Married life with Ellen and Portia.

IDC HOW MANY TIMES IVE REBLOGGED THIS IT IS LITERALLY MY FAVOURITE FUCKING THING

lube talk

jingledink:

everyone send gallons of astroglide to the gg po box (x)

nagisa's laugh
color-palettes:

Eyes are Mosaics - Submitted by Oktoberfresh#490049 #504b6a #659893 #acd268 #fdd284

color-palettes:

Eyes are Mosaics - Submitted by Oktoberfresh

#490049 #504b6a #659893 #acd268 #fdd284

trips-discostick:

enitari:

jellyfishpixie:

i am ashamed of myself

THIS VIDEO IS MY NEW RELIGION BLESS BLESS 

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