And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.
(x)You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?
Yeah.
wibbly-wobbly-timeywimeystuff:
gayest sport on earth
somebody’s obviously never heard of turkish oil wrestling
WHAT
OH MY GOD I AM CRYING
you have not LIVED until you’ve seen live Turkish oil wrestling.
why is he putting his hand in his pants
That’s how you win. By securing a grip on the “kisbet” (the special type of pants the wrestlers wear) and then pinning the opponent is how victory is achieved. The loser will then kiss the victor’s hand as a sign of respect and admiration.
that sport was so made up as an explanation for two guys getting caught going at it
guys
they oil each other up
im crying hereWho said no one on tumblr cared about sports.
all the celebrities you just know you would be best friends with if only you weren’t a creepy regular person
IM SMARTER THAN A 5TH GRADER MORE LIKE THESE LIL SHITS WENT TO HARVARD
or maybe theyre the first demon created by lucifer