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DitzyZombie
A ditzy dorky 20 year old girl.

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"He who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes. --Buddha"

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yoshi-x2:

Lily Hoshino (Penguindrum, Zakuro) did this week’s Terror in Resonance guest illustration. Lily Hoshino, aahhhh!!

yoshi-x2:

Lily Hoshino (Penguindrum, Zakuro) did this week’s Terror in Resonance guest illustration. Lily Hoshino, aahhhh!!

das-mucke:

If you don’t think Mavis Dracula is gorgeous, then gtfo.
Watching Hotel Transylvania with my lovely black cat on my lap. Perfect~
Haven’t used MS Paint in a while, don’t judge me. :I

das-mucke:

If you don’t think Mavis Dracula is gorgeous, then gtfo.

Watching Hotel Transylvania with my lovely black cat on my lap. Perfect~

Haven’t used MS Paint in a while, don’t judge me. :I

damoliars:

guilty lazy terumi doodle break from commissions LOL

damoliars:

guilty lazy terumi doodle break from commissions LOL

nicca11y:

My name is Legion, for we are many.

nicca11y:

My name is Legion, for we are many.

aririaririn:

https://38.media.tumblr.com/a9bae1a1e40428322b58091ea8fece08/tumblr_nb6wqncURr1shscz2o1_500.jpg

테르트리

aririaririn:

http://youtu.be/vpOau9ZxQNY

테르트리

Reblog if you have a scar with a story behind it.

clockadile:

I’m a little late to the draw a centaur day thing, but here we go. First pass walk cycle. Experimented with a few things. Need to fix 20 things like that foot that’s sticking and a few weird jumps and some offset and a weird cushion… I’ll just shut up now.

clockadile:

I’m a little late to the draw a centaur day thing, but here we go. First pass walk cycle. Experimented with a few things. Need to fix 20 things like that foot that’s sticking and a few weird jumps and some offset and a weird cushion… I’ll just shut up now.

I HAVE MOTIVATION TO ACTUALLY COSPLAY ASAHINA NOW! cc:
Just need to modify the jacket and get a wig and shoes. 

  #shut up jess  

Going to the gym for like a month has gotten rid of all the fat on my butt and toned up my stomach, arms and legs a bit. 
Ahh feels good man.

Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.
Pearl (via psych-facts)

ladypaceofmirkwood:

I’ve figured it out: My type is tall, handsome and dorky as fuck

beardburrito:

unstickyhunter:

stickyhunter:

beardburrito:

My mum wanted a nice Christmas photo…

Engy. Oh my GOD, ENGY.

Slayer

So you’re telling me I fucking lugged a 27” iMac downstairs to hard reset my entire fucking internet and have to now re-lug it back upstairs and reset everything’s WiFi, and this fucking happens in the meantime?
Good game.

But it’s such a beautiful picture! ;u;

beardburrito:

unstickyhunter:

stickyhunter:

beardburrito:

My mum wanted a nice Christmas photo…

Engy. Oh my GOD, ENGY.

Slayer

So you’re telling me I fucking lugged a 27” iMac downstairs to hard reset my entire fucking internet and have to now re-lug it back upstairs and reset everything’s WiFi, and this fucking happens in the meantime?

Good game.

But it’s such a beautiful picture! ;u;

generalivan:

Literal me