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I’ve never been so emotionally attached to the story in a game than I am with Silent Hill 2. An incredible ending to an incredible story.

Tears everywhere!


GLEE WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO TO ME

I love how the focus was on serious matters suicide.

Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa is really making a name for himself as a writer. Very first season Brad Falchuk and Ryan Murphy.

I think this might have been one of the best episodes ever in the history of Glee. 

Start living life.


Go on guys, ask me relationship advice! Or any advice really!

I’ll answer privately!

pee ess.. I’m majoring psyc in university so I’ll need some practice before I’m a clinical psychologist :)

Okay, now go!



I know mine did

I know mine did




Life lesson # 1 
-No one actually cares that you’re sad or depressed or whatever. They just say that they do so they can make themselves think that they’ve helped. You have to fix you. No one else can. Take Marilyn for example. She cried wolf too much by OD’ing on sleeping pills on numerous accounts. Whether it was for attention, or actual suicide attempts no one knows. But her final time, she succeeded. Hence; her final try. No one cared anymore. No one bothered to check on her because it was the same old shit. Well when they finally decided they should, she was laying face down in her bed, phone in hand, and an empty bottle of pills beside her. Too late. Then people started giving a shit. Well doesn’t help now that she’s dead does it? My point is, no one gives two shits if you’re sad. Fix yourself because god only knows that you’re the only one who can and will if you put yourself to it. Get your shit together. 
And this goes for me.

Life lesson # 1 

-No one actually cares that you’re sad or depressed or whatever. They just say that they do so they can make themselves think that they’ve helped. You have to fix you. No one else can. Take Marilyn for example. She cried wolf too much by OD’ing on sleeping pills on numerous accounts. Whether it was for attention, or actual suicide attempts no one knows. But her final time, she succeeded. Hence; her final try. No one cared anymore. No one bothered to check on her because it was the same old shit. Well when they finally decided they should, she was laying face down in her bed, phone in hand, and an empty bottle of pills beside her. Too late. Then people started giving a shit. Well doesn’t help now that she’s dead does it? My point is, no one gives two shits if you’re sad. Fix yourself because god only knows that you’re the only one who can and will if you put yourself to it. Get your shit together. 

And this goes for me.





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