Just a Little Krazy

Random as your gramma's attic.

Aug 22

silent-fun:

Doctor Who - Regeneration Series

(via featherywingss)


healthymissfit:

tc-in-b03:

mashtonpotatoes:

slowlylosinglbs:

seeyanightvale:

eutux1a:

It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.
Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.
Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.
Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.
Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses. 
If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:
My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.
If you are thinking of taking your life, call:
1-800-784-2433
1-800-SUICIDE

You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

I know I was about to overdose when I read this. Seriously, everyone should reblog this. You never know who it’s going to help in the moment.

this is important. my good friend in High School found her father after her hung himself, her and her brother were always scarred and never acted right. they are both great people, especially as they’ve left that funk and matured quite a bit, but you can see the sadness in their eyes every day and it’s been over a decade.

healthymissfit:

tc-in-b03:

mashtonpotatoes:

slowlylosinglbs:

seeyanightvale:

eutux1a:

It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.

Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.

Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.

Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.

Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses. 

If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:

My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.

If you are thinking of taking your life, call:

1-800-784-2433

1-800-SUICIDE

You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

I know I was about to overdose when I read this. Seriously, everyone should reblog this. You never know who it’s going to help in the moment.

this is important. my good friend in High School found her father after her hung himself, her and her brother were always scarred and never acted right. they are both great people, especially as they’ve left that funk and matured quite a bit, but you can see the sadness in their eyes every day and it’s been over a decade.

(via averypottermormon)


Aug 21
i’m starting to wonder if my sister posted these together on purpose….

i’m starting to wonder if my sister posted these together on purpose….


mischievous-acrobats:

You know what I want the next Disney Princess to be?

An Alto.

(via jesus-h-roosevelt-christ)


fuck-benedict:

fuck-benedict:

there’s a huge difference between “let people do what they choose with their bodies” and “let those 12 year olds have irresponsible sex”

its been 2 days and this has like 50k notes and i’ve only received like 5 hate messages about this u go tumblr u growin up

(via jesus-h-roosevelt-christ)


ATTENTION

madvlogz:

savanaugh:

souleaterunlimited:

savanaugh:

I AM ON A MISSION. I AM GOING TO FOLLOW EVERY BLOG ON THIS SITE. ALL OF THEM. HELP ME ACHIEVE THIS GOAL, INTERNET STRANGERS, BY REBLOGGING THIS POST AND I WILL FOLLOW ALL WHO REBLOG IT. E V E R Y O N E.

I want to call bullshit but I can’t take that chance 

good.

holy shit you’re really doing it

(via jesus-h-roosevelt-christ)


skypestripper:

u can tell a lot about a person by their background on their phones

i had this one picture of an italian space cowboy for a while….

(via general-flamingo)


tresantes:

fruit salad 

*deep voice* yummy yummy

(via general-flamingo)


Reblog this if you are a fan of Marvel’s the Avengers

thorthedarkworld:

The URLs will be given to Chris Evans and Scarlett Johansson in an Avengers notebook when they film in Cleveland.

NOTE: PLEASE BE CAUTIOUS AND AWARE OF WHAT BLOG YOU’RE REBLOGGING THIS FROM. WE DON’T WANT TO TRAUMATIZE THE ACTORS TOO BADLY.

(via averypottermormon)


jesus-h-roosevelt-christ:

dsabs14:

You either love The Princess Bride or you haven’t seen it

i once dated a guy who flat out REFUSED to watch it.
like, i asked him several times if he wanted to watch it and he would always make a big deal out of saying ‘no.’ he was kind of a major douche canoe.


autisticqueermihashi:

piratecoves:

poopflow:

people who dry swallow pills go hard as hell and should not be fucked with

i used to dry swallow pills until a searing pain developed in my throat and chest and with the help of the world wide web i found out it burned a hole in my fucking throat please take your pills with water kiddies it’s worth it

HOLY SHIT OKAY

(via jesus-h-roosevelt-christ)


Aug 20

I. Hate. Dating. (summary at the bottom for people to lazy to read everything)

I’ll be honest, I’ve never liked the idea of one-on-one dating—ever.

I’d only consider it if me and so-and-so already knew we liked each other because we’d been friends for so long. That’s the only situation I can see myself being comfortable in.

I refuse to date to get to know someone, because that just makes getting to know someone twenty times as awkward as it is in the first place—especially since you can totally do it in hang-out situations with groups of people.

Dating for fun is ok if feelings are mutual—meaning both parties actually like each other, or both parties are only interested in being friends. If one wants one thing and the other wants something else, it’s a no-go for me. Even if I’m the one that’s interested. But fun dates have to be group dates if neither party likes the other, or it goes back into the realm of awkward.

I don’t go on a group date if my date doesn’t ask me himself. He has one job, ladies, so let him do it! Not to mention that every time a girl invited me to be some guy’s date, the group date turned into a group activity because there ended up being twice as many girls as guys; my date didn’t show up; and/or we were just there to be an awkwardness-buffer for the only real couple on the group date. That just makes it more awkward than it would have been if the two of them had gone out without a giant group of paired-up friends.

So to sum up what I just wrote: 

I don’t date in any situation where feelings aren’t mutual. (Tried it. Hate it.)

I don’t date anyone I don’t already know well (in other words, he has to be a VERY good friend).

I don’t go on one-on-one dates with someone I don’t have romantic feelings for. (AWKWARD TO THE MAX.)

I don’t go on group dates if a girl invites me for a guy.

I don’t go on group dates if there’s only one couple with real potential in the group.


THIS is what the ALS ice bucket challenge is all about. (Watch after the challenge!!)


Well, there’s good news and bad news….

The good news is my mental health is absolutely fine. I have a little OCD but nothing to worry about.

The bad news is I’ve got eye floaters and I’m seeing flashes, so my left eye’s not doing so hot. My doctor says I’m young so my body should fix it for me, but if the flashes get bigger, my eye’s in trouble.

My day in a nutshell—I get told I’m absolutely sane (despite the gene pool I’m swimming in), but that I could possibly (feasibly) go blind in one eye. And that’s just Mom’s DNA. Can’t wait to see what I got from Dad’s side. =_=


unbridledkentuckyspirit:

thefuckshitmagnet:

humbledivachronicles:

mr—mosby:

stay at home dad leaves post its for his wife (part 2 ya lil shits)

Going to need more note pads… awwwwww!!!!

Oh. My. God.

I fuckin’ love every single bit of this post.

I love this. So. Much.

(via whatthehelliknow)


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