a motorcycle gang made up of ancient bisexual norse monarchs: the bikings
I JUST REALIZED THAT THIS POST IS 4 PUNS IN ONE OH MY GODDDDD
I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong.
When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens.
I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit.
Signal boost the fuck out of this
Meet the Reykjavík Metropolitan Police, serving the capital of Iceland. By the looks of their incredible Instagram account, a normal day includes holding kittens, eating candy and wearing false mustaches.
but do they got kik tho
Can we trade police forces?
Well that’s Iceland for you!
Best country I have been to.
This is a truly amazing story of twin sisters separated at birth who discovered each other at age 25 through social media (see Facebook message above in which Anais reached out to Samantha for the first time). One lives in London and the other in L.A. and the two have shared a close bond since meeting. They recently took a trip together to their birthplace, Seoul, Korea, and now they’re hoping to make a film together about their story. Check out their kickstarter campaign here. Story via buzzfeed.
"I DON’T WANT TO BE TOO LINDSAY LOHAN."
GUYS ONE IS FROM LONDON AND THE OTHER IS FROM CALIFORNIA I DON’T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND HOW PARENT TRAP THIS IS
Sweet, their movie is funded! Looking forward to it!
You all say I’ve crossed a line
But the sad fact is I’ve lost my mind
And I’m just getting started, let me offend
The devil’s got nothing on me, my friend
All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.
A witty A-board outside a pub in Edinburgh
This happens when you try to study physics whilst eating ABC-Cookies..
Now I need a definition for this nonsense.
Guys guys guys we really need to make this one thing clear
Dog Lover: I love puppies! They're so adorable.
Cynophobe: Ewww, puppies. They terrify me. I have to kill them when they get anywhere near me.
Dog Lover: Oh. Well, dogs really aren't that dangerous, it's just one or two cases that were blown out of proportion by the media -
Cynophobe: One time a huge pitbull got into my garden and I had to chop off its head with my rake.
Dog Lover: o.O
Cynophobe: It was really scary for me because I didn't get it on the first strike so - [goes into detailed description of slow and painful death of dog which I will spare you because I'm not a sadist]
i always prefer to be cold than warm bc if ur cold you can get blankets and tea and soup and hug somebody
when ur warm ur just like ‘ew get away from me, let me perish in my own liquids’