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brittneykelly8:

You. You are so worthy. You might look yourself in the mirror and loathe everything you see. You might wake up some days and not be able to muster up the motivation to even pull yourself out of bed. You might feel like you’re so far at the bottom, there’s no way you’ll ever be able to climb out of that pit of despair, anxiety, depression, whatever it is that has you down. No matter how long it takes, you’ll find a way out. You were put here for a reason that you might not have figured out yet. Whether you’re 14, 17, or even 25 years old. I promise you are not alone in this fight we call life. If you feel that you have nobody there for you, or nobody you can talk to, or even nobody who cares to listen because you feel “annoying” always talking about how sad you are. Let me be that person. I promise I am here for you. Whether you know me or not. I will listen. I will be here. I will try my best to help you out of this hole that you’ve fallen into. Just don’t give up now. If any of you relate to any of this, message me. Anonymously or not. I will talk to you. I will LISTEN to you vent. I will help you through this. YOU ARE WORTHY. I love you.

yawpkatsi:

hellenhighwater:

yawpkatsi:

Concept: Some jackass shows Bucky how to make a blog and it becomes really popular. Not because it’s the blog of James Buchanan Barnes, American Legend, War Hero, Infamous Assassin, Alleged Terrorist. Nobody even knows it’s his blog. It gets really popular because people think it’s a really great shitpost generator or something. Because Bucky is just a Weird Fucking Person and everything he posts on his fucking personal blog comes off as somewhere between dril and Jaden Smith and people are like “this is some quality garbage right here” and thus Accidental Memelord Bucky is born.

Bucky posts things like

“What is wrong with bananas. I ate a banana today and it was Wrong. America why”

“Every time I put on my eye makeup it gets bigger. My whole face is eyeliner now.”

“Why does friendship feel so much like punching”

“When I wake up in the middle of the night I am either thinking ‘who am I? does my life have meaning?’ or “did I already eat all of the plums?’”

“Why are you so grumpy” they ask me. they do not realize this is just my Face.”

“I know i said i would give my left arm for a cup of coffee but i am more awake now and i would like my arm back please”

“I guess I must have done something horrible in a past life. I mean. I definitely did something horrible in this life, so. “

OMG I LOVEEEE