This movie breaks my heart. Every single time.
Madeline by Robby Mueller
Reblogged purely to make Amanda smile.
this is really selfish but
why can’t mental illness be like any other kind of sickness where you go to hospital and your loved ones come and give you flowers and tell you that they love you and hold your hand and make sure you get better
why doesn’t that happen instead of awkward silences and embarrassing tears and messy bedsheets and a bunch of other stuff no one actually talks about
w h y
I can’t find a single selfish thing in that.
This is why it’s so funny/tragic when people degrade Kim Kardashian for the fact that she made a sex tape, calling her a worthless slut, gold-digging whore etc (literally everyone ever’s reaction when someone mentions Kim Kardashian. Congratuations, you’re so original! And such a charming person!)
Like.. she doesn’t care. She was horny and she felt like it. What other reason does someone need to make a sex tape with their boyfriend? The fact that he was then evil enough to completely violate her privacy and release the tape without her permission is his bad. That’s on him. He’s a cunt, as is any man who publicizes naked photos and video footage of women against their will. Also a criminal.
And it was one of the most shattering things that can happen to a woman. If someone released a video of me then god, I’d be heartbroken. I’d have crawled under a rock and never come out again. But she recovered and then made a hugely successful career for herself, her mother and all four of her sisters, and… people portray that as a bad thing? “Her whole family is only famous for her sex tape!!!” Yep, and? Go on, keep calling her a pointless whore. She can’t hear you over her multiple successful businesses, tv shows, endorsement deals and the guaranteed-safe futures of herself and her entire family.