Ma che accoppiata è scusatemi

Every day that makes me believe I have hopes of fighting depression is balanced by the next day always making me wake up with a panic attack and reminding me how stupid any hope is

Very often when I vent about my mental health here I receive back sarcasm (not this time bc comments are no more) and first of all I can't really understand how someone can punch down in such a way, and secondly I have so many reason to do the deed, do you think a stranger leaving me silly hateful comments is gonna be the one making me finally kick the bucket?

I cannot believe I am hearing a preteen yap about reverse racism as a part of my job

And the victim of this reverse racism? That little angel known as Eminem

"As part of his exam, the student played the Crazy frog theme on a xylophone" and other (hopefully) previously unwritten sentences in human history

Happy birthday diva

This is what being a teacher feels like
https://youtu.be/LlCEmPF4-V0?

The feminine urge to use a public Internet space to microblog about depression and emptiness

How can we make young people really understand consent when we're bombarded with choices making us pick between "yes" and "not now"

This channel be like
Dear imaginary friends, I stared into the void and the void claimed me as its own; now I see it in any surface, crying my name in the distorted mouths of its own shadows. The sickly sun with its over rising temperature will see me succumb to it before the machines will take this world, freeing us from the incompetent grip of those in power.
Anyway, here's a meme about a pantless man

This is the queer art Megami wanted us to protect
You can find the whole pic (by saelestial-k) here