So I made a shirt of my killer virus because I wanted one and maybe you do too. Get it here: www.redbubble.com/people/margary
The Armies Gather by Maryanna Hoggatt aka animalbattle on Tumblr
I want to live in a world populated by Maryanna Hoggatt sculptures.
Two things, regarding death.
1. A person’s suicide is the result of pain you do not know or understand. No matter what pain you have felt in your own life, you will never truly know the pain anyone else suffers, for you are not inside that person’s mind. Fuck you if you feel entitled to judge the act, or even the person as a whole. You are not tough because you “called out” someone at their weakest moment. Sure, you made it past your own troubles, but now you’re here just being an asshole and you won’t get a cookie for it.
2. We all have heroes in one shape or another. Some of these heroes are people we’ve never met, but nonetheless have made us smile and helped form a more powerful and positive outlook on life. Some of these are heroes to others whose value we may have missed. When you see people reacting sadly to the death of someone they admire and respect, don’t be a dick if you don’t get it. Believe me, your cynical bullshit is far more aggravating than an entire day or two of Facebook eulogies. You aren’t doing anything admirable, you’re just being a dick.