Today I Met Happiness

These are not people. They are monsters.

but yeah. "what about the hostages" right? uh-huh.

from Sarahofmagdalene, 11/Mar/2024:

physically can't express how much I love it

wanted to hop on the animation meme w/ house md

Why the fuck did oop censor Walmart

God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's movie, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman

<3

hey dude im on Loves You island and all of your friends are here too. what time are u planning on getting here? we are gonna order pizza

I'm sorry, but did someone steal Marinette's fucking kidney?

Felonies and Other Love Languages (Heist AU)

art by @art-the-f-up

“What is this?” Her eyes snap open and she stares down at the surprisingly heavy piece of metal in her palms. A gun. “A safety measure.”

I have Shay's permission to post his art. as you do not, you should not.

I may need to try this

Every time I drink out of my big water bottle with two hands I think of this jerma image and it keeps me hydrated

Crying shitting throwing up and wheezing and dying because oh my god they're so cool and such a good friend and what if they think im a creep? Its fine if they're not into me that's fine but pleeeeaseee don't hate me

This sounds silly, but I swear by it. It's my go to when i need to do chores but executive dysfunction/depression is bothering me.

Put on idle video game music, my go to is lost woods, and pretend you are playing yourself as a video game

Your little guy has to do their mini quests or else they can't earn XP!!

And this next part is crucial

If your music has a repetitive motif, come up with a little idle dance you do every time the motif plays (think koopas doing their little shimmy on the *bah bah* )

I plow through laundry with this, maybe it can help you too!!

I need to clean my room but my brain is choosing wallow and be sad instead. I don't like this feeling, does anybody have any wisdom or advice on this

Thought I was normal about this boy but then he replied to me with just "Thanks" and no little :) afterwards and now I kind of want to become a hermit and never speak again