my mobile has been stuck on this image for literal hours. nothing else will load. i refresh and lord farquaad only gives me this cheeky grin. i scroll down and all i see is darkness. there is no escape


I am literally both of them at the same time


Why are people such assholes sometimes? Honestly, why do some people find joy in other’s despair? Just be fucking nice to people! We’re all going through some type of shit, no need to be the cause of it or make it worse.






*dr who theme*


when all your favorite people are online


  • teacher: don't bullshit this essay
  • me: i'm gonna bullshit this essay




im really curious what happened in those 22 comments


dont talk shit about my shitty country only people who live here can do that



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Hi, I’m Katharina. I’m 18 years old and i live in the middle of NJ. As you probably know from reading my beloved Andy’s background, me and him have been together for a year. I live with my father, mother, uncle, and pet goldendoodle, Roosevelt in a beautiful house in colt’s neck new jersey.  My father has multiple sclerosis for nearly 30 years, is completely paralyzed, can no longer speak, and is slowly going blind in one eye. I’m an only child, my parents had me after being married for 9 years, after over 6 miscarriages and IVF treatments. Since i was little, I was daddy’s little girl. He never asked anything of me but wanting to see me married and happy. When i was in elementary cool my family moved from Queens, new york, to the home my father build that was his dream. Back then he could speak, move his arms, and be the direct, rather stubborn and kind man he was. Our financial status was completely safe, the house itself is a.. mansion basically, On my father’s pension from working as a floor boss in Citi bank payed for us to live here, along with his, my mother, and my social security.

This changed after I hit middle school. I was a chubby kid with a few acquaintances in the middle of a.. Italian area. And because of this I was bullied my whole middle school life.

Forced into “special ed” from my depression and Asbergers, i received sub-par teaching surrounded by children who walked over the teachers with ease, the school told my mother I wasn’t.. Ready, for high school, but let me slip under the rug anyway.

After dealing with some things on the internet, my main social outlet at the time, I attempted Suicide, in which luckily enough I recovered from taking 40 of my anti depression medication. Which i was quickly not allowed to take. This made my depression worse, After a catholic school (which failed in two days), and a small “new age” school which i left after forcing out a heroin addict (who was a ex-friend of mine.) I was old enough to drop out of high school, after 4 years of constantly falling in and out of school with no treatment for my severe depression and physical issues, i started playing world of warcraft. I expected this to be a game I wouldn’t play too much, but it ended up basically my life. I played on a small server and made friends with a few people, eventually i met Andy’s Ex, and she introduced me to Him.. I admittedly completely fell for him, of course I never said anything because he was my friend’s boyfriend. Eventually he told me.. he was basically going to disappear, I said my goodbyes and wished him well… I broke up with my current boyfriend, and met another rather quickly.. but it wasn’t… Right, at the time I was under aged, and he was 24 years old, eventually it was forced to turn sexual, and it got really scary, and basically emotionally scared me and I attempted suicide again, my mother found me bleeding in the bathtub and I was basically saved, Still, I didn’t receive any treatment, stayed in the hospital until I was allowed to leave, returned to my computer.. and a few weeks later, my beloved Andrew was back.. His girlfriend had been gone for a good amount of time by now, and he was basically.. single. I didn’t make a move straight away, obviously, I was still his friend and kept him close, showed him around on my new server.. and eventually we sorta.. started dating. I was still as emotionally unstable as before, But, He got me to go to therapy, start helping out things, and just.. being.. human.  He talked me out of my suicidal thoughts, and i got back on my medication.. So i’m sorta normal.

Of course, my father took a turn for the worse, because of the constant hospital trips he requires, the poor hospital care has left him in terrible condition, with several festering wounds and a large ulcer on his good eye..  he’s 60 years old, has lost his heartbeat twice, had debilitating seizures that made him loose his ability to speak and move his arms.. And all I want is for him to meet the man I adore, Andrew is the love of my life, he stayed around through all my problems, and supports me and loves me more then I love myself, I want to be able to hold him in my arms and show him to my father, eventually get married and adopt a kid like I’ve dreamed.. Him and my father.. each other, so i can meet the only goal he’s ever set for me.



Did you know in that Australia it’s five times more likely a you’ll pick a partner based on humour rather then looks so if you’re ugly but a hilarious motherfucker then you’re almost guaranteed love

yea but have u ever seen an ugly australian




i consecutively got eight different people draw doug dimmadome on iscribble what did you do new years day

dimma desu

batter what are you doing there


my dads renovating his kitchen and he called me out of my room to help him but when i came out


so i called him and