'blossom' - Daniel Gerhartz

The love I have for this show

Over the Garden Wall 1.01 The Old Grist Mill

Yes..yes please...ლ(ಥ Д ಥ )ლ

not to flirt or anything but what if we hold hands while we’re getting coffee and then you suggest we go to the library

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

Everybody Knows

You could never feel my story

without giving me hell.

And you might not believe me

so I'm never gonna tell.

You've been there you've done that

so you know it doesn't last.

You don't care what's coming for you,

you're still stuck in the past.

You know happiness lasts,

like a train leaving track.

You'd never wanna fall

so you'd rather step back.

The fall is a wasteland

whose bottom is filled with grief.

You're hung up on the walls

of your own disbelief.

And the halls are empty

in your griefs disguise.

The echoes of your sorrow

don't bother any eyes.

So you dance fiercly on carpets

of the things you did wrong.

And sing this world a lullaby

you call your final song.

For when you stood by the corner

or hid under the bed.

For when you won't carry your miserable,

you'd rather play dead.

Now you take out your pencils

and set the books on fire.

And burn all their bookshelves

and fulfill your desire.

For knowledge is volatile,

it slips if not taken.

And not to be ignored

and never to be forsaken

title suggested by @that-stressed-out-chic

“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”

—Oscar Wilde

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i made one am i cool now

anyways send me these pleaseeee nsjkgsnjkgs

I’m always disappointed but not surprised when it comes to my dad.

I hate that I always give myself hope, it’s stupid

I’m stupid

Misogyny sucks

Just chill bro 🙄

“The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds.”

— Dalai Lama