every person that reblogs this will get a “fuck you” in their inbox
every
single
person
i got mine omg
i want another one this is hilarious
I GOT 12! TWELVE!!!
BAHAHAHAH I JUST GOT MINE!!!
i got 5 last time i reblogged this
i dont even know why im reblogging this omg
I GOT MINE HOLY SHIT
This is like the second time i’m reblogging this, wheres my fuck you?
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the breakfast club isnt even about breakfast
you could have at least said spoiler alert
Be sure to follow this blog, it’ll look great on your dashboard
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—Unknown (via sensubeans)
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If you ever see me in real life, I want you to yell my url at me.
You may give me a minor heart attack, but think of the confusion of those around us.
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this post is my suicide note bye
I teared up a bit.
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I could have done without the corny caption, but still cool. lol
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I wish Tumblr had a “I feel your pain” button
because I feel terrible whenever I “like” one of your sad text posts
and it looks like I enjoy watching you suffer
because I don’t
I really don’t
Be sure to follow this blog, it’ll look great on your dashboard
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Nearly one million people die by suicide every year—and for each life lost, there is a family and community greatly impacted. Suddenly, they are confronted not only with the loss of a loved one, but the persistent questions that fill their absence. The answers may never come—but we believe the questions themselves unite us and are reason enough to strive to change the numbers, to try to stop another life from ending. During National Suicide Prevention Week, we pause to look back so that we might better move forward.
HAVE YOU EVER LOST SOMEONE TO SUICIDE? HOW DID THAT AFFECT YOU?
“Yes, my cousin. I still don’t know why, and it still hurts. It also made me more determined to be there for anyone and to get the word out that this is a serious issue.”
“My brother was my first best friend. I still can’t understand how he is no longer here. It has been over a year, and it hasn’t gotten any easier. I never knew that he was so sad and felt so hopeless.”
“I spent high school and college sleeping with my phone beneath my pillow, constantly feeling like I had to be there as a lifeline. TWLOHA has helped me to help them, but to also seek the help that I needed for myself—especially when it came time for me to step back and connect my friends directly to help.” - Jessica, 22
