they could be starlings

roachpatrol:

yo to all the depressed people out there, slogging along, trying out meds, wondering if anything is ever going to be worth it: yep. i spent like four or five years just grimly trudging through the hours, hoping i’d get hit by a bus so that i could just be fucking finished with the endless, exhausting, miserable life sentence of being born as a subhuman mistake. 

but like! i kept going. and now i’m great. i’m happy a lot. i’m happy every day! often, i’m happy for most of the day. it’s like walking around with a fistful of glitter for a heart. it’s like you invented the sun. it’s like you are ½ kitten and ½ unicorn. i don’t take for granted any part of a day not spent lost out in the godforsaken arctic tundra of depression. i have a good life and i do work i love and i have a lot of friends and i like myself. it’s awesome. 

anyway: i kept going, and it was hard and awful, and i had to take it on faith that there’d be a better ending to the years of misery than getting smeared across a freeway. and there was. and there’s one for you too. 

keep going. 

So unfortunately, Tumblr just isn’t for me anymore. I’ve been increasingly fed up with the trainwreck that is its interface design, and I’m too worn out from irritation to keep putting up with it. Every update makes it harder for me to enjoy my time spent on this site. An update that straight-up removes core functionality without adding any kind of replacement is too much for me.

I might check back in briefly when they release the next update, but unless it is actually an improvement (which… let’s be honest) it is time for me to say goodbye. You have all been wonderful people! I’ll miss having your tastes in humor and beauty added to my life. Once in a blue moon, I may come back to browse my dash so I can experience that again, and though I doubt I’ll reblog anything, you might still notice a stray like from time to time.

I wish you all the best.