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When you are spending the entire day, reading fanfictions and watching your TV shows.

Franz Hopper: I've given Jeremie all the tools he needs to save the world.

Yumi: You fucked up a perfectly good boy genius is what you did. Look at him. He's got anxiety.

Ed es un loquisho♥

-Tiburón Krum

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Whenever I tell people I write poetry the first thing they always ask is: “You don’t write that depressing shit do you?” And I always kind of pause and Laugh nervously with a quiet answer of. “Yeah. Sometimes.” And it’s true I do write “That Depressing Shit”. Because I am depressed. And I’m not saying that to be romantic or quirky, ‘Cause I know that’s what some people think. I’m saying that because I am. I’m saying that because the serotonin in my head doesn’t work properly And that causes what the psychologists call Maladaptive thoughts. It causes what I call A normal day. So yeah. I write “That Depressing Shit”. Because poetry for me is a Coping mechanism. And more than once it’s stopped me From being very very self-destructive. And. I get that There’s this stereotype about poets. That we’re all Melancholy Misanthropic Emo kids. And I get that in some ways I fit the stereotype because, I’m sad a lot, And I do like to be alone And I kind of only left my crappy emo phase sometime last year but That shouldn’t invalidate the way I feel. And I get it. If you roll your eyes at “This Depressing Shit” Because you’re healthy enough to not need it. And when I say I get it I mean I don’t because. I literally don’t understand ‘Healthiness’. Yes. I write about “That Depressing Shit”. I write about self harm and I write about panic attacks and I write about how sometimes I want to die. I also write about love. And I also write about happiness. And sometimes I write about how beautiful the world is when I actually want to be in it.

That Depressing Shit (via maenadish)

Not gonna lie, the scene where OJ is in the car, slowly and carefully opens the door and looks up, gets back in the car, and goes “nope” before locking the car door was a genuinly hilarous moment in an otherwise completely terrifying movie