It’s been such a cold, wet, gloomy summer.
I’m loving it, but at the same time, I’m kind of bummed that we haven’t really had a chance for summer activities. :/
Here’s to the people who talk others out of suicide but can’t do the same for themselves. Here’s to the people who constantly tell people they are beautiful, and wonderful just because they don’t want others to feel the way they do. Here’s to the ones who don’t get told this enough, I love you.
all i have is low self esteem and good taste in music
Hey tumblr! Did you know that if you suffer from depression / anxiety or any other mental illness, you can register your dog as an emotional support animal, making it illegal for a landlord to refuse to rent to you? That’s right. No breed…
You don’t even need to register them to get permission to keep them. Any doctor I’ve ever talked to has been more than willing to give a note “prescribing” a therapy pet that landlords have honored.
I mean, if restaurants can’t ask to see a service pet’s papers, I’m pretty sure that landlords can’t either?
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
Well this was just beautiful