Now that I experience it myself, I realise it that much… How someone who is deeply depressed may express their desire to die.
It’s not because they wanted to be pitied. They were just searching for someone who really cared, even only one… to make sure that even their surroundings didn’t understand (or even pushed them to the brink of desperation), there was still someone who was willing to listen and give a shoulder to cry on. And to give them another reason to live; someone still cares.
I had a little note pad, in which I wrote, “Can’t speak, Ursula the Sea Witch stole my voice! But I’m happy to assist you!”And a little girl came up to me, read my notepad, grabbed my hand, and dragged me all around the store,asking random guys if they’d like to be my “true love” so I can get my voice back and stay human.…it was the most adorable, awkward situation I had ever been in. Everyone else got a kick out of my reference too.
””“”“why did you cut your hair?::”“”“” i cut my hair to piss you off. specifially you, i was thinking of you when i cut my hair. i was thinking that you, specifically, would be interested in what my newly short hair meant to you, specifically.
So my new friend from Tokyo flipped out when she found out that I liked SNK. A few days ago she asked me how on earth I found out about it in the first place and I’m just sitting here looking at my dash and thinking
This is one of those things that you can’t avoid reblogging