If you need to ask, you'll never know, but if you know, you need only to ask.
You know how sometimes we complain about the weather being cold?
When winters are mild for you, they’re likely mild for your neighbors (whether that be other states, or countries). Some of your neighbors’ economies may depend on cold winters. Tourist attractions, and relaxing vacation spots could rely on the cold to bring more people in, such as mountain resorts, or sight-seeing places (snow is fucking gorgeous). These spots employ large populations of people in some way or another. So when the winters are too warm, people don’t come, and people may start down-sizing their companies. So when it’s really cold for you, the thought of people keeping jobs on account of these cold months may be able to keep you warm, or if you’re not that sappy maybe the thought could make you bear it a little longer.
I don’t know why, but I really like the idea that the weather still has an effect on our livelihoods. Don’t get me wrong, I would rather everyone stayed employed, but it’s a refreshing thought that technology hasn’t quite taken us so far that we haven’t completely separated ourselves from the earth and “mother nature”, whomever that may be to you.
They’ll know you’re a tumblr kid though, so they’ll definitely kill you.
If an intruder ever comes to fucking murder you. You throw your mother fucking head back pull your arms in weird shapes and whip your head forward again and say the anti crist has awoken whilst smiling the biggest smile you have ever made. no smart person would ever fuck around with you if you did that.
STOP REBLOGGING THIS PLEASE ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION
I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD IN MY LIFFFEEE
I haven’t been on eating disorder tags in a while, and I feel like a lot more people are recovering than the last time. Yay you guys! Hang in there, everyone.
Why must holidays be so centered around food?
How did I survive last year?
shrinking shrinking shrinking
never really thinking
thinking thinking thinking
always about shrinking
I love drugs because when I feel like I may die I am the happiest person.
Holy shit this ^^
having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful