To people who are feeling super shitty right now, here’s some super shitty words that probably aren’t at all comforting, but there you go. Don’t worry, life will get more interesting and I know you’ll find passion in something. Some days are awful and aren’t worth your existence. Sometimes weeks and months and even years are that awful. And yeah, I don’t know a single person who’s as passionate about crap now as they were as kids, but those are kids. Adults’ lives kinda suck, and we kinda gotta set different expectations for ourselves. Which sucks. But that’s why sleep and meaningless activities can be useful, to fill in the time between worthwhile things. And sure it might be a waste, but hell, if you try to make all your time meaningful, the pressure of attempting to care can negate any actual enjoyment of an activity. Like being happy all the time, it’ll just become the new normal. So yeah, it’s okay if you don’t care about stuff for a while, that’s normal. Even if it feels like you’ll never care as much as you used to. Even if that not caring started a decade ago. You *will* find something, or maybe even multiple somethings that make life interesting enough. And while you’re trying to find your grail, you’ve got your competence and intelligence and confidence and knowledge of people and yeah, a pretty strong support system as well to help get you through whatever it is you’re going through. Even if they are crap at being supportive. Even if they’re the worst enablers in history. Even if they romanticize the shit out of you. Even if “they don’t know you”. They know enough to care, and while you can be plenty manipulative and have many masks, I’m pretty sure we all see something there that’s worth supporting that isn’t faked. Even if you don’t find a passion, you’ll have people (if and when you want them) so don’t worry about that. And you will find something, even if you can’t force it to happen right the heck now. Just a few weeks till you can be free of this holding cell, at the very least. You can handle what comes next, even if it does seem like 126 gallons of insanity to get where you want to go.
Sorry this was so long, jumbled and probably worthless. Summary: Even if life sucks now and has sucked for a while, it’ll get better cause you’re pretty awesome.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind AU // "I want to call it off…. I- …. I want- …. Can you hear me?!… I don’t want this any more! I want to call it off!" [x]
John: I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.
Sherlock: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me.
Sherlock: [pauses] Okay.
This shits just ridiculous. Probably the worst torture in the history of torture.
SAND FLOOR ROOM
So basically it’s a torture device, where a person is put into a room with slow moving sand-paper at the bottom. There is no way out.
The person has to walk forward to keep from getting send to the corner and scraped.
Eventually after days of walking, the person will get tired and won’t be able to anymore.
What happens next, is pretty gruesome and self-explanatory.
I´m a writer I whisper as I secretly find this extremely fascinating
yo-hoo big Frozen genderbend dump ^———-^
A magnet falling through a copper pipe
jfc tag your science porn guys
That’s it that’s the whole country
im in physical pain
I’m alone in the room and I opened a box of chocolate truffles I’ve had for 3 months and started downing them like they were chips and I’m regretting life right now. See, this is why I need a roommate, to make me self-conscious enough not to gorge myself on chocolate. Oh lord I might die.