HUFFLEDOR
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Good Evening, Afternoon....Morning. My name's Plaro. I'm 23 and live in NYC. I'm an ambidextrous cook, meaning i'll cook just about anything. I have an unhealthy affinity with cats and I really dig mellow yet upbeat music (like Belle and Sebastian and The Shins). Other things I dig? My fantabulous friends >:D, Sitcoms, Videogames, Winning Prizes on the Claw Machine, Disney Movies, Tattoos, Peeing after holding it in for a really long time, (unintentionally ofcourse) ...there are a lot more things on that list, though I feel that this is good enough for now. Feel free to tell me what you guys dig.

mclennonlovers:

alythecreator:

swag-pizza-with-extra-yolo:

white boys need to be stopped

my noodle is 7


I needed cheering up and this cheered me up.

mclennonlovers:

alythecreator:

swag-pizza-with-extra-yolo:

white boys need to be stopped

my noodle is 7

I needed cheering up and this cheered me up.

(via the-selfie-of-dorian-gray)

dvpismoose:

contradictorydisaster:This is some real shit. Like excuse my language, but I wish more than anything that the world could become better educated about mental health and disorders. That’s what I want to do with my life. I want to educate every person I possibly can about mental illness and the reality of it all. Show them the relevance, the prevalence, and the statistics. Throw the simple facts at them. Reduce the stigma, abolish the stereotypes, and properly educate. I’m not asking for each person to know how the brain works and what role serotonin plays in the mind and mental health. I don’t need everyone around me to be able to distinguish between autism and aspberger syndrome. I don’t need them to know all the types of schizophrenia there are and what the difference is. I just want them to be aware that mental disorders are real and are nothing to be ashamed of! I can sit here and describe to you all the things I feel and think about me and my life and my loneliness and all that jazz and it’s fine, but as soon as I say “I have diagnosed Major Depressive Disorder” it’s a label and it’s shameful and frowned upon. No. Even more importantly I want people to know and realize that it is so close to impossible to know everything about a person. And considering the probability of that happening, we sure do point A LOT of fingers and throw A LOT of judgement around at people we know NOTHING about. You may think you know someone, but you can never know what goes on in their head. You could know somebody for years and never know that they have a depression disorder. It’s a silent killer and it’s not the only one. Don’t sit there and tell someone to stop overreacting about something when you have no idea what torture is going on in their mind. Depression is a battle every. single. day. Medicated or not, it TOUGH. I am beyond blessed to have the amazing support system that I do. And I am so grateful that my depression is under control enough to think straight and not let my disorder(s) define me. I am disgusted at how little mental illness is talked about and how much stigma there is around it. Don’t you think that if we all were a little more open minded and willing to open ourselves up to people that some individuals wouldn’t feel so alone in this huge world? Sometimes even just a kind word or small gesture can save someone’s life. I’ve read numerous stories about people who were intent on killing themselves and were saved by a strangers kindness. Are we all so close minded and consumed by our own petty little problems that we can’t take a second out of our day to be kind to someone. Just a smile can change a persons mood. I know this rant has been all over the place and I absolutely adore anyone who has read the whole thing. My inspiration for this rant was Robin Williams. He was a man who was loved and adored and admired and respected for his humor and wonderful acting. He made MILLIONS of people smile with his movies. He put on this amazing act for the public when behind closed doors he was struggling for a LONG time yet he never let his fans down. It really does break my heart that a man who seemed to do so much for others, couldn’t even help himself. It’s tragic and it’s real. This isn’t some teenage girl in Nebraska (I say that because those people are just as important as any celebrity and they all get looked over like it isn’t worth the time or thought to have sympathy for the victim). People who suffer from mental illnesses are victims of their own minds. They suffer too. I suffer too. I just hope and pray that we can look at Robin Williams’s life and death as a cause to rethink the stigma and be more open minded. In the words of one of my favorite people, “be kind to one another”. It’s not that hard.

Love it!

dvpismoose:

contradictorydisaster:

This is some real shit. Like excuse my language, but I wish more than anything that the world could become better educated about mental health and disorders. That’s what I want to do with my life. I want to educate every person I possibly can about mental illness and the reality of it all. Show them the relevance, the prevalence, and the statistics. Throw the simple facts at them. Reduce the stigma, abolish the stereotypes, and properly educate. I’m not asking for each person to know how the brain works and what role serotonin plays in the mind and mental health. I don’t need everyone around me to be able to distinguish between autism and aspberger syndrome. I don’t need them to know all the types of schizophrenia there are and what the difference is. I just want them to be aware that mental disorders are real and are nothing to be ashamed of! I can sit here and describe to you all the things I feel and think about me and my life and my loneliness and all that jazz and it’s fine, but as soon as I say “I have diagnosed Major Depressive Disorder” it’s a label and it’s shameful and frowned upon. No. Even more importantly I want people to know and realize that it is so close to impossible to know everything about a person. And considering the probability of that happening, we sure do point A LOT of fingers and throw A LOT of judgement around at people we know NOTHING about. You may think you know someone, but you can never know what goes on in their head. You could know somebody for years and never know that they have a depression disorder. It’s a silent killer and it’s not the only one. Don’t sit there and tell someone to stop overreacting about something when you have no idea what torture is going on in their mind. Depression is a battle every. single. day. Medicated or not, it TOUGH. I am beyond blessed to have the amazing support system that I do. And I am so grateful that my depression is under control enough to think straight and not let my disorder(s) define me. I am disgusted at how little mental illness is talked about and how much stigma there is around it. Don’t you think that if we all were a little more open minded and willing to open ourselves up to people that some individuals wouldn’t feel so alone in this huge world? Sometimes even just a kind word or small gesture can save someone’s life. I’ve read numerous stories about people who were intent on killing themselves and were saved by a strangers kindness. Are we all so close minded and consumed by our own petty little problems that we can’t take a second out of our day to be kind to someone. Just a smile can change a persons mood. I know this rant has been all over the place and I absolutely adore anyone who has read the whole thing. My inspiration for this rant was Robin Williams. He was a man who was loved and adored and admired and respected for his humor and wonderful acting. He made MILLIONS of people smile with his movies. He put on this amazing act for the public when behind closed doors he was struggling for a LONG time yet he never let his fans down. It really does break my heart that a man who seemed to do so much for others, couldn’t even help himself. It’s tragic and it’s real. This isn’t some teenage girl in Nebraska (I say that because those people are just as important as any celebrity and they all get looked over like it isn’t worth the time or thought to have sympathy for the victim). People who suffer from mental illnesses are victims of their own minds. They suffer too. I suffer too. I just hope and pray that we can look at Robin Williams’s life and death as a cause to rethink the stigma and be more open minded. In the words of one of my favorite people, “be kind to one another”. It’s not that hard.

Love it!

My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.

To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…

Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.

— My only statement. My brothers’ are also online. Thank you for all your kindness, and goodbye for awhile guys. xo (via zeldawilliams)

A beautiful letter from Zelda Williams. Thinking about you and your family, Zelda. Love to you all.

(via michaeldantedimartino)

(via michaeldantedimartino)


bitterassfandom:

I WOULD HOPE SO

bitterassfandom:

I WOULD HOPE SO

(via thefuuuucomics)

laughhard:

In a video game there would definitely be something hidden behind this wall

laughhard:

In a video game there would definitely be something hidden behind this wall

(via the-selfie-of-dorian-gray)

wisesnail:

Ain’t no thing like me, except me!

Rocket Raccoon - prints on my Society 6! C:

wisesnail:

Ain’t no thing like me, except me!

Rocket Raccoon - prints on my Society 6! C:

(via ohhenryd)

wirelessinfidelity:

beckyhop:

zftw:

we need to talk about that house loan

It’s gonna cost you a leg. Specifically, that guy’s prosthetic leg.
I need it.

No seriously. It’s important to me. 

wirelessinfidelity:

beckyhop:

zftw:

we need to talk about that house loan

It’s gonna cost you a leg. Specifically, that guy’s prosthetic leg.

I need it.

No seriously. It’s important to me. 

(Source: awwww-cute)

benpaddon:

The phrase “words to live by” gets thrown around often these days, but these are absolutely words to live by.

(Source: c-mines, via brutalductape)

timetravelingtrickster:

I’m sorry, you must be at least a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory

(Source: pkmnprofessor-sycamore, via thefuuuucomics)

beeandpuppercat:

p0kemina:

YOU WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

(via tales-of-a-cranky-girl)

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