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If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.

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you know what would be great

if my fucking car would start SO I COULD GO GET SOME LATE NIGHT SWEETS GOD DAMMIT

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Usually I don’t post many personal statuses, but I feel like this is something that should be addressed. Recently I moved colleges from the Northeast (Boston) to Central Texas (San Marcos), and since being back in Texas I have been appalled with the behavior of men in this city. I understand San Marcos is more of a college town than most cities, however that does NOT excuse the lack of respect shown towards me by cat-calling me as I walk to and around campus. Just today I was cat-called 7 times in a matter of 15 minutes…
I really wish I was joking or exaggerating because not only was that excessive in rude aggressive behavior but it was completely demeaning as the respectable woman that I am. I find this reprehensible and disgusting, but if no one else will tell these boys what they are doing is “wrong” then their behavior will never change…

So to the boys who thought I was a “Nice piece of ass”, I know but unfortunately it is not your ass so please refrain from being an ass to me.

To boys who whistled at me as I was walking up the stairs, I want to punch the air out of your throat as you whistle again.

To the idiot who ALMOST FELL OUT OF HIS FUCKING CAR trying to tell me to “Get att’em”, you obviously lack appropriate brain cells for me to ‘get with you’.

To the boys who made crude gestures from their window at me during a stop light, I hope you enjoy using your hand gestures on yourself because I most certainly won’t.

To the boy who intimidated my friend and I earlier today, I feel that you walking by us and saying “Hey pretty girls, call me if you want a good time” with a skeazy smile, is actually not the way to get a prospective threesome. Try wining and dining us first, thank you.

To the 2 different cars carrying boys who screamed obscenities at me as I passed them with polite “No thank yous” to their suggestive remarks, I now say “FUCK YOU”.

To the boys who want to become MEN one day, STOP CAT-CALLING WOMEN. I DONT KNOW HOW THAT IS A HARD CONCEPT TO GRASP?! Women are people, and should be cherished and treated with respect.

And now, just an FYI to all men and women out there, know that I am SO FUCKING TIRED of being classified and viewed as meat or property and I will no longer be polite about it. I will make hell about this issue and it will be hell for any idiot who crosses me about it.

I know that I cannot afford as a student of the University here nor as a woman of these times to stay sweet and silent about the BOYS who do not view me as a person, only as an object.

TL;DR Women, please don’t be a complacent in cat-call culture. Raise hell about it, point fingers at the asshole culprits, and remember your worth.