i still don’t really understand how tumblr ended up being my primary social media. like how did i and everyone i know look at this horribly designed shoddily coded microblogging platform with a user base full of teenagers and which desperately wants you to use it in any way other than the way we use it and think “time to live my online life here for several years”
depressed kids in the media: I don’t wanna go to therapy! I don’t need help! I’m not some specimen for you to dissect!
me, rollin up to my therapist’s office and collapsing in relief: what is UP my homeboy I fuckin missed you,, hope ur ready to hear some Bull Shit that fuckin happened to me this week
families of depressed kids in media: okay sweetie we’ve researched depression for ten hours straight and signed you up for therapy and re-arranged your school schedule to be less stressful
actual parents of depressed kids: look i get you’re sad but someones gotta do the goddamn dishes stop being lazy get up. why didn’t you go to school today, what’s wrong with you, you’re such a burden on this family.
Therapists in the media: *understanding head tilt*
My real live therapist whom I adore: Natalie, that is the DUMBEST thing I’ve ever heard.
Okay, at this point there has to be something wrong with me, right? I’ve watched this 20 times in the last half hour, I still don’t know what they are saying half the time, but it doesn’t seem to matter because i’ve been crying my eyes out laughing for the entire last half hour …
nothing with ever top watching a man take off his hat to take off his shirt and then putting the hat back on before gearing up for a tousle, and then he spent the entire time in a headlock cos he was too worried about losing his fucking hat
I saw this happen before my own two eyes and I will never forget it
Letterkenny is a fucking wonderful show and i recommend you all watch it
