You Get Hurt, Hurt ‘em Back. You Get Killed, Walk It Off.

make me choose      ↳ misscorday asked: River x Doctor or Blanche x Portia 

I can’t die. I will propel myself through this frozen hell on sheer rage alone if it means I live long enough to punch my brother right in the fucking face.

- Nolofinwë “Fingolfin” Finwion, on how he stays motivated, the Silmarillion, Of the Flight of the Noldor

I hate myself & all of you for encouraging me to make this 

Reblog if your mom is the most beautiful and strongest woman you know.

cptnstevens:

Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky.

Rape Escape

Easy and very effective

Requires nothing but your body

Includes attack

“We’re the Avengers. We can bust arms dealers all the livelong day, but that up there, that’s the endgame.”

To those who’s seeing nothing but darkness in their way: NASA’s New Horizons spent nine years in darkness before it finally witnessed Pluto in all its entirety. Do not fret. The darkness will lift. And there is something unbelievable up ahead.

On January 19, 2006, New Horizons was launched. On July 14, 2015, new horizons were reached. nikka ursula (n.t.) + ♫ (via plantbucky)

#thank you

Hi. My name is Natalie, an LGBT, mentally ill full-time college student, and I need your help. I’m so sorry to be one of “those people” but I’m desperate, I really am, and I’m all out of options.

My dad refused to support me after I came out. He withdrew all financial aid and takes no responsibility for my co-pays for medication, therapy, psychiatry, and all the other medical attention I desperately need to stay alive. He barely speaks to me anymore, and I’m broke. Too broke.

I’m 21 and I go to Full Sail University. It’s a 50-60 hour per week commitment, leaving me stretched thin. I have hallucinations so bad to the point where getting a job frightens me and my therapist suggests that I wait until I can find the right medication for me to go out and look for employment. I live with my mother, who has been so kind enough to give me a place to land while I’ve been working through therapy after my diagnosis, but she can’t financially support me much longer as my step-dad’s retirement pay gets cut very soon after he graduates college in December. 

I hate asking for money. I hate being a burden. Living with Borderline Personality Disorder and suicidal depression is too much, too hard to handle most days, and I’ve been struggling to adapt but I’m in a financial gutter and I need to get out of it.

I’m asking for Tumblr’s help. For the help of the LGBT community. For the help of my fellow Christians.

I just need $1,500. This will pay for parts to get my car fixed, for co-pays for my therapy and appointments that we’re behind on, and give me enough money to supply myself with at least three months of medication. It’ll give my mom relief, and keep me from falling into the pits of misery over one of my biggest triggers.

DONATE HERE. Please. It could save my life. Anything helps. If you can’t contribute, thank you SO MUCH for reblogging to spread the word.

Below is a list of anticipated questions and my answers to them, since I know people are sketchy about fundraisers thanks to zubat. I want to be as transparent as possible because I NEED this, I truly truly need this, more than anything I’ve ever needed before.

Please, please help me.

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