this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t. the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx
if you dont reblog this i have no respect for you. help save a child’s life.
this literally breaks my heartfuck kony, SEARCH FOR THIS LITTLE FELLA NOW,
oh my gosh, i got goosebumps and my eyes watered :( i can’t even imagine the sickning feeling of losing my 9 year old brother, let’s hope he is fine, he’s a beautiful boy <3why must the world be so shit. i hope you come back, cutie xI have to reblog this…I have a little sister.
It had been nearly half a year since Hiccup had first put on the helmet and found himself stuck in the virtual hell of hero quest. he had to admit that even here, someone could have a good day and smile and laugh but…he couldn’t help but feel anxious and trapped. in reality they were all prisoners here, it was a reality that they were all clearly aware of, especially Merida.
Hiccup glanced at her nervously from across the table, a lot had happened since their fight in the level three dungeon. At that time, they were the strongest, most important guild but now a new guild “the hope knights” had risen up. They were led by a player named GazerBeam and were truly a force to be reckoned with. They were regimented and disciplined and organized. Their generals were arguably the strongest players in the game, especially GazerBeam. Hiccup knew that being second best bothered Merida but he also knew that it was unwise to even address that.
“So,” he said at last breaking the silence, “we’ve finally cleared the fifteenth level, that’s pretty great huh?” Merida shrugged and stared into her cup. Hiccup felt just awful that she was feeling so down. Usually she was boisterous and confident but occasionally she would get into a sullen and sad mood. She never really explained why though…
“What do ya’ think ees happenin’ to our bodies in the real world H’cup?” she asked quietly.
Hiccup frowned and thought of his father, “I’m sure they’re taking very good care of them…” he said with a sigh. He figured that it didn’t really matter much what happened to his body, it wasn’t good for much of anything. He looked to Merida and felt guilty for the thought because he knew that wasn’t the case for her.
“Don’t give up okay…” he said softly and reassuringly.
She looked over at him and furrowed her brows, “Mae? Give up? Just who da ya think I am,” she said fiercely Hiccup smiled and turned his attention at last back to the small meal Onceler had made for him. Hiccup wasn’t sure what he would do if Merida gave up, it seemed impossible to him in the same way as the sun going out. He knew however that it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility.
“Hey,” she said, “whut level es tha dragon mountain on?” she asked impatiently.
Hiccup swallowed as quickly as he could, “Well,” he said, “It’s on level thirty so if the game clearing pace stays fairly steady we should make it in two to three months,” he said.
Merida smirked “Well ah guess we’ll just ‘ave to fix that then.” The wispy bats had been on the front lines for quite a while and even with the combined combat prowess of both the knights of hope and the wispy bats they hadn’t moved as quickly as they could be moving.
“I have an idea,” said Hiccup, “but you won’t like it…”
“What’s the idea?” asked Mavis suddenly appearing beside him with Onceler in tow. Hiccup yelped in surprise and almost fell out of his chair earning a giggle from most everyone in the room.
“Yeah little buddy what’s the idea,” said Onceler in his usual way.
Hiccup looked at each and every one of the expectant faces, he gulped and finally spoke, In all of the boss battles there had been a defined lack of magical offensive so…”I think we need to track down SnowBalla….”
everyone went very quiet and the air became very still at the sound of the name. “oh..” said Onceler awkwardly breaking the silence. Everyone turned to Merida who’s expression became unmistakeable. Hiccup was right, she wouldn’t like the idea.
Not. at. all.
Let’s get her on the show!!!
we got someone a fluffy chicken we can get this girl her dream too!! Bloggers Assemble!!!
Now that is a badass fucking dream.
If this girl wants to be a fucking zombie, we gotta make her a fucking zombie.
Help her dream come true people!!!
go…live your dream
JackUnzel: Sun and Moon Tell me the story of how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.
and with this beautiful idea my life is now complete! You guys are so smart…
See this post?
It’s really not okay. People should really stop reblogging this shit!
It could be really fucking hurtful to someone who is unsure if they have one of these problems or not.
It’s like saying “Your problem isn’t real because it only happens to you sometimes, dont fucking whine about it”
really, just… what the fuck. That’s so rude.
“Don’t tell me you understand depression because you get sad sometimes”
No, don’t ever fucking say that to someone. Being sad is not fun, don’t tell them that it’s not a big deal. Being sad IS a big deal.
“Don’t tell me you have anxiety because you get nervous before an exam”
Getting nervous before anything is having anxiety. You could say “i got anxiety before an exam” See? Yes you do get anxiety. everyone gets anxiety sometimes. It’s not fun, and don’t let anyone tell you your anxiety problems aren’t real.
I could go on, but i’m trying to keep this short. So i think you guys get the point.
Stop reblogging posts like that, Okay? Okay.
OKAY. OKAY NO. IM SORRY I HAVE TO CUT THE FUCK IN RIGHT HERE.
im not looking for conflict but you’re missing the entire point of the goddamn post?????? and im kind of really mad because of how many notes your response has and how many people youve completely misinformed??????????
youre treating it like oh its perfectly fine to say you have an illness and trivialize that illness even when YOU DONT FUCKING HAVE IT
this post is talking about MENTAL FUCKING ILLNESS not “being sad” or “feeling anxiety” or just negative feelings in general, no, THIS IS TALKING ABOUT GODDAMN DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY /DISORDERS/ WHEN IT SAYS THOSE THINGS, WHICH ARE NOT JUST FEELING THAT SHIT SOMETIMES OR IN CIRCUMSTANCES WHERE THATS NORMAL, ITS FEELING IT ALL THE GODDAMN TIME OR IF NOT ALL MOST OF THE TIME??????? FUCK
youre literally perpetualizing tumblrs retarded ass mindset that oh!!! everyone should be coddled and treated nicely and babied and be completely unprepared for the real fucking world and what??? youre sad????? must be depression yep„„, youre nervous talking to a new person?????? anxiety disorder definitely heres your nametag wear it around put it on your sidebar you should be proud of it youre beautiful for this
if its coming off as RUDE its because this shit gets so misappropriated so goddamn much that its an issue TO THE PEOPLE WHO ARE ACTUALLY SUFFERING FROM THIS SHIT because people who THINK they have these things and SAY they have these things just project stereotypes and wrong ideas about WHAT ITS ACTUALLY LIKE TO HAVE THESE SHIT and dare i say ROMANTICIZE it
its not saying “dont whine about it” its saying “dont say you have an illness when really you dont actually know anything about the illness youre talking about” because all of the fucking things listed here are CRIPPLING, these are things that can RUIN YOUR FUCKING LIFE (and i KNOW this shit from expirience alright), and in the worst cases, can KILL YOU SOMEHOW
this post isnt saying “oh your problems dont matter” its saying DONT FUCKING SAY YOU HAVE AN ILLNESS YOU DONT
(im so fucking angry right now i could shit a horse of pure rage i cant believe i have to explain this)
The both of you have very good points and I do believe that you are both completely missing what those points are. There is a great issue within our world today and it is what I like to call “the drama issue.” If you see something you disagree with it is never ever appropriate to yell and scream and cause a scene about it. Why? Because it makes people uncomfortable and puts them on edge and that makes it very difficult to solve any real problems. I get that the two of you are frustrated, I really do but this entire original post was poorly put together. The fact that it was misinterpreted means that the message was not clearly sent out to the reader.
There is an issue within our society about romanticising mental illness but there is also an issue with disregarding people’s issues because “they aren’t as serious as my own or these people that I have read a lot about.” Both of these issues are serious ones and it’s great that they are both recognized, what I have a problem with is the fact that we as a tumblr community aren’t really working together to solve these issues. We can achieve great things when we work as a team, I mean look what we did with swimming anime! (I know that tumblr didn’t really make it happen but let me just pretend okay ;) ) Instead I see all of this yelling and demeaning and it’s truly disheartening. To disagree with something doesn’t give you the right to flip out and stuff and it doesn’t matter who started it.
In short, the original post was a little poorly worded and the following two posts posed very good points but were again poorly phrased and altogether far too accusatory.
no guy…that isn’t what you say guy
“The truth is rarely pure and never simple.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
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