"No one will miss me", "I’m better off dead"


When I worked at a non-profit that handled suicide prevention, I had access to the donation records. Each month, a specific man donated 15$ to our organization. It was like clockwork.. same day, same man, he had been doing this for over 4 years. It always seemed odd to me but I never questioned it… until I saw a note attached one month. "For Noah- Dad"

his donation was once his child’s allowance.

I can promise you, they would miss you for the rest of their lives.

Anonymous asked
“I'm just hoping that the hints towards Scott's dark arc were not just foreshadowing Scott going berserker and that's his whole dark arc... I feel like that'd be a cheap out but... I could see it happening.”



that’s not a dark arc, sweetie

that’s another example of scott working for the enemy, it’s also the first time anything has challenged scott’s bodily autonomy, whcih is a huge thing, because he’s challenged most of the other werewolves a lot

the dark arc is coming, and it’s coming fast

I thought it was interesting that Melissa confronted him about the money. Because it was clear that her opinion was he was doing something wrong.

But also, the show then changed the context of the money to negate the negative moral aspect, right?

It was wrong when it was Derek’s money. Scott keeping Derek’s money = bad. So then the show changed the context of the money. All of a sudden, it’s not Hale money but Peter’s money only and specifically. Peter is evil, so having kept Peter’s money absolves Scott retroactively. They were right all along.

STILES was right all along in being concerned primarily with Peter.

Although we still don’t know quite why Peter shouldn’t have his fortune other than that he’s a villainous villain and they never deserve money.

It means that Scott has once again slipped out of any real consequences for his actions because it turns out by happenstance and lack of information that he wasn’t really doing a bad thing (because we also as the audience know that Peter wants him dead, and why not steal from someone trying to kill you?). Telling Derek also doesn’t mean telling Peter and also doesn’t necessarily mean Peter’s going to get the cash.

Zero consequences.

I also loved that they hung a lampshade on it being blood money.  athenadark was right about that.




But imagine Lydia telling him and crying. And Parrish just hugs her, you know? And he says “it’s okay, it’s okay”, and it’s not okay, but Lydia has been feeling so alone since Ally’s death and for the first time in forever she feels like she has someone outside the whole mess to talk to again.

Because, as much as the pack is awesome, Parrish is the only one who’ll talk with her about Allison. And she needs to talk about it, because otherwise it feels like she’s forgetting her best friend.

Anonymous asked
“Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.”


Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead. 

On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it. 

In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern. 

The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead. 

It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost. 

"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."

"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."

"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."

Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony. 

People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin. 

People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them. 

You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.