Rock on. Survive.

Rock on. Survive.

how do you even twerk like how ya booty move like that/??

Holy shit… I’m so fucking scared… I want to know but im so terrified of the answer oh my god, i dont want to jump the gun and freak out in case its nothing, but I’m so scared…

IM IN THE US AND I WANT TO WATCH SHERLOCK THE EMPTY HERSE HOW DO I DO IT CAN ANYBODY HELP MEEEE!???

Help pls.

"help"

Me, right now

experiencing a weird sexual attraction to an animated lion.

silent night, up awake at 4:40 am, I was scrolling silently through tumblr just a second ago, and nothing really interesting was posted, so I was just scrolling, and then something i liked showed up on my dash, so i clicked the “like” button and i jumped.

i jumped at the sound of my trackpad clicking.

i was scared by a click.

….

time to sleep.

””“”I’m special im important i do nice things for people. let me post on fb about how great i am. taking my damn siblings to buy their halloween costumes. im so fucking nice spending my money, lik omg im so FUCKING GODDAMN NICE ITS FUCKING REDIC. 

oh but my mommys gonna pay me back 4 getting them costumes

bUT WHO CARES IM HELLA NICE CAUSE I AM TEMPORAILY SPENDING MY MONEY TO GET THEM COSTUMES OH MY FUCKING GOD LOOK AT ME IM PERFECT.”“”“

—bascally this girl on fb.

A message to freshmen going into high school:

After the first couple of weeks fly by in a colourful, dizzying whirl of over-priced outfits, strangling smell of Axe body spray, and burnt hair curls, there is a short period of self-discovery as you are forced into a place- or lack thereof- in high school and then all at once you are slapped in the face by the harsh reality that you’re going to be at this school, with these people for the next four years—

*deep breath*

you’re probably going to want to take up heaving drinking and/or hard drugs to numb the suffocating sadness of crushed individuality, and hopeless dreams. It would be my advice to avoid doing this if possible, because the thing is: eventually you will graduate (assuming you didn’t screw everything up) and it will all be over sooner than you think. The once debilitating feelings of anguish and longing for freedom will instantly be replaced by a certain joy and peace unable to be overshadowed by anything, as you walk up those steep steps to receive the ticket out of hell. A diploma.

So honestly, the best advice I would give you is to do what you think is right, don’t start anything you can’t finish, and try to hold onto who you are. You’re gonna lose friends, and get bad grades, and some days you’re just going to want to stay in bed all day and cry into a pillow. But trust me, when it’s all over, you’ll be so glad that you’re out of there that it makes every moment worth it. It’s not all bad, and a lot of it has to do with attitude.  

(tl;dr?)