I Have to Share ThisWarning! Might be triggering!More Like This
I've been trying to understand the concept of depression, since many MANY of my friends are going through it. In fact, I myself thought I was going through it, but after reading this blog, I'm pretty sure I'm not. I'm just in a tough situation and stressed about it...that's not the same thing.
I found this the other day and wasn't going to share it because I was afraid it might trigger people....but I've put up a warning, so if reading about depression will upset you, you might not want to read it.
I'm sharing this link for people (like me) who just want to understand. If you have gone through depression, and don't think this will bother you, then you can read it if you want. Actually, I'm not forbidding anyone to read it, but if you think it will trigger you, I'm merely advising against it.
Here's the link.
I also feel the need to apologize....because I've had some of the reactions of some of these people
A Thought from MandyThey need to make playgrounds for adults...with adult sized swings and slides and teeter totters. Although it puts a funny picture in my head of people in suits and ties and work skirts running around on playgrounds like children I think it sounds like fun!More Like This
That's why kids gain weight in high school, their playgrounds are taken away! Playing is like working out for children....gyms and heavy aerobics aren't as fun as swings and slides and teeter totters .
PinkPinkMore Like This
Brian walked into the bedroom and drew up short. Pink? Pink everywhere. The walls had been painted pink. There was a new pink rug on the floor. The bed was covered with a pink duvet and the fluffiest pink pillows he had ever laid eyes upon. He'd be willing to bet his shorts that the linens beneath were pink as well.
This was simply unacceptable. "Roger!" he shouted.
He opened his mouth to protest, but closed it as he saw Roger's dressing gown pooled at his feet revealing lingerie the exact shade of the room.
"I match," He whispered.
Halloween Time Is Frian TimeTitle: Halloween Time Is Frian Time.More Like This
Summary: Freddie Hates Halloween.
Pairing: Honestly, read the title.
A/N: Read and REVIEW!!!!
There was no holiday Freddie Bulsara hated more than Halloween. And, at the moment, there was no person he hated more than John Deacon. He hated him for dragging him along to this stupid party. He hated him for making him wear this stupid tuxedo. And he hated him even more for the fucking silver mask hiding his face.
Would you stop sulking? John hissed, elbowing him in the ribs as he smiled sweetly at Elton John.
Why did you drag me here? Freddie growled. You know I