My college did this thing today where they laid out the backpacks of students who have committed suicide. This is just a small portion of some of them. On top of the backpacks was a brief summary of who they were. Some backpacks even had things in them that bypassers could look at. Don’t ignore the signs of others.
Oh my god
Is the suicide rate really this high at some colleges? That looks like hundreds of backpacks.
when i was 8 a homeless man spoke at my church and someone asked him what he missed most about not being homeless. he said “eye contact” and i never forgot because jesus that’s fucking sad
"you need to CHOOSE to be happy"
oh…oh god…you’re RIGHT
WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THIS BEFORE?!
OF COURSE I CAN COMPLETELY CONTROL NOT ONLY EVERY EMOTION I HAVE BUT MY FUNDAMENTAL BRAIN CHEMISTRY.
Boy fucking goddamn howdy thanks for opening my eyes
i miss my best friends and i miss hanging snowflakes from the ceiling with yarn and tape and making pink cake for tolkien’s birthday and midnight movies and that
People gotta stop casually asking how people are doing. That’s personal and usually no one really cares to know.
When the volume levels on the soundboard get messed up
All of a sudden you’re like
"Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one."
Stella Adler (via drink-up-and-over-the-edge)
"I fell in love with his voice, his words—his unhappiness…"
Masha, The Three Sisters by Anton Chekhov, translated by Sarah Ruhl (via holeintheuniverse)
When the loopholes are too big
Theatre is a unique environment where we can be more open with each other, more real than you can in the corporate world, but “no” and “stop” still mean “no” and “stop,” and no one should ever touch your body like that without consent.
Don’t let shit like this ever silence you.