THEMES THAT YOU LIKE
My name is Nikki
Learning new things about myself for 20 years
& I'm trying to make my way in this world.
~Proud Whovian
~ Video game junkie
~ Love Muscle Cars
~ NY Rangers Fan and Hockey Addict
~Violinist & Music Lover
~Man Overboard <3
~ Pop Punk Lover
I'm pretty nice so get to know me.
Or talk to me about stuff we both like
I'm always here to listen <3

stunning-g:

katara:

Tomorrow we begin a month or “wake me up when September ends” posts despite no one listening to that song for about a decade

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shubbabang:

In preschool when I was 5, the boys bathroom had to get a ceiling repair so everyone had to use the girls bathroom and when I was in there some kid named Jimmy walked in.

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And that was the first time I saw a penis

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theheatofthesouth:

Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good

(via bruinspuck)

  • When you hear a blink song on your iPod: Hey cool another blink song, whatever
  • When you hear a blink song on the radio: HOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHIT TURN THE VOLUME UP AND LETS HAVE A FUCKING PARTY

deadxlast:

pianorocknroll:

you know how every girl in the world has a secret code with her girlfriends for when they need a tampon well when I was younger the code was ‘japan is attacking, do you have supplies’ I feel like I shouldn’t have to explain the joke but just to be safe

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Oh my fucking god

(via crimexturtle)

"Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged."