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awwww-cute:

Couldn’t find my kitten anywhere, then I walked passed the pot plant and saw this

awwww-cute:

Couldn’t find my kitten anywhere, then I walked passed the pot plant and saw this

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humoristics:

Sometimes i love the internet

This gallery is a gem, check it out

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jetgreguar:

everydayedward:

anatomintheuniverse:

knowledgethroughscience:

Mount Etna blows a smoke ring during volcanic eruptions.

mt etna is my bro

In preparation for 420calypse

blaze it nature 

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fatbellamy:

remember: you can’t spell “valentine’s Day” without “anal destiny”

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JE SUS CHRIST NEVER lAUGHED SO MUCH OH MY GOD HELOP ME

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Never regret a day in your life.

Never regret a day in your life.

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satanswidow:

claudiaisnotinteresting:


In 1983 a man was tested to see if he could sense god if all his senses were taken away. Every sense nerve in his brain was disconnected. He could not feel, hear, see or smell. He began reporting he could hear the voices of the dead and gave precise details that he could have not known. He then said he could see them and began clawing at his eyes, it turned to screaming and biting chunks of his flesh off. His last words were “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and died.

this is terrifying

I think it’s fascinating

satanswidow:

claudiaisnotinteresting:

In 1983 a man was tested to see if he could sense god if all his senses were taken away. Every sense nerve in his brain was disconnected. He could not feel, hear, see or smell. He began reporting he could hear the voices of the dead and gave precise details that he could have not known. He then said he could see them and began clawing at his eyes, it turned to screaming and biting chunks of his flesh off. His last words were “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and died.

this is terrifying

I think it’s fascinating

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fruitbat46:

my ideal weight is the weight of me holding eight puppies

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im2deep4u:

teentearsofangst:

im2deep4u:

Call an exorcist.

^ No, this is symbolic to depression. And by your snarky comment it is safe to assume you’ve never been clinically depressed. It eats you alive from the inside out. You sleep less some nights. Lose your energy some days. Want everyone to shut up other days. Small changes take place within you. Your thought process changes. You feel worthless, shitty, nasty, disgusting, ugly, fat, fucking horrid. It takes you over. You are no longer you. You are an empty shell of what was once you. You remind yourself to smile. You remind yourself to look happy. You stop talking because the voices are constantly in your ears just fucking yelling, It’s a demon within you, and the only way to get rid of it is killing yourself. Which isn’t always the case. You can get rid of it without hurting yourself, but when you have what feels like 25 people telling you to die, who the fuck thinks rationally? So no, you don’t call an exorcist. You hope that one day it’s over and you can finally smile again.

Well you assumed wrong, so good job. Besides, reblogging some photos about how there’s a demon inside you doesn’t accurately convey what depression is like nor does it help in any way. If anything, it idealizes the concept of depression by portraying the sufferers as tragic special snowflakes and exploiting that for notes from other tumblr users. After all, if you’re not searching for notes, what’s the point of posting a REALLY DEEP AND SYMBOLIC picture like that, which doesn’t contain anything personal relating to your depression, on a public blog? All of this contributes to the image of depressed people as manipulative attention whores, so it’s pretty damaging and it doesn’t deserve any respect.

im2deep4u:

teentearsofangst:

im2deep4u:

Call an exorcist.

^ No, this is symbolic to depression. And by your snarky comment it is safe to assume you’ve never been clinically depressed. It eats you alive from the inside out. You sleep less some nights. Lose your energy some days. Want everyone to shut up other days. Small changes take place within you. Your thought process changes. You feel worthless, shitty, nasty, disgusting, ugly, fat, fucking horrid. It takes you over. You are no longer you. You are an empty shell of what was once you. You remind yourself to smile. You remind yourself to look happy. You stop talking because the voices are constantly in your ears just fucking yelling, It’s a demon within you, and the only way to get rid of it is killing yourself. Which isn’t always the case. You can get rid of it without hurting yourself, but when you have what feels like 25 people telling you to die, who the fuck thinks rationally? So no, you don’t call an exorcist. You hope that one day it’s over and you can finally smile again.

Well you assumed wrong, so good job. Besides, reblogging some photos about how there’s a demon inside you doesn’t accurately convey what depression is like nor does it help in any way. If anything, it idealizes the concept of depression by portraying the sufferers as tragic special snowflakes and exploiting that for notes from other tumblr users. After all, if you’re not searching for notes, what’s the point of posting a REALLY DEEP AND SYMBOLIC picture like that, which doesn’t contain anything personal relating to your depression, on a public blog? All of this contributes to the image of depressed people as manipulative attention whores, so it’s pretty damaging and it doesn’t deserve any respect.

(via allstarsmustfall)