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My name is Katherine and I'm 19 years old and live in Canada. I blog mostly about Britney Spears, Arsenal, and other random stuff.

Britney Spears herself has been following my blog since May 11th, 2012 <3

rowenajacksonspears:

I’m like the Ringleader
#Circus

rowenajacksonspears:

I’m like the Ringleader

#Circus

enemaroberts:

seriously wHY WOULD U CHEAT ON BRITNEY SPEARS

Who the fuck cheats on Britney Spears? I mean Britney.fucking.Spears. The drop-dead gorgeous, super fit, sweet, down to earth, funny, successful, mega-super star and you cheat on her?! What more could you possibly want that makes you want to cheat?!

furiousfragileandfree:

I’m gonna say this every time someone asks me why I stretched my ears.

furiousfragileandfree:

I’m gonna say this every time someone asks me why I stretched my ears.

romankyaryday:

i went to a new school when i started second grade and i still remember what my parents said to me as they dropped me off on my first day at the new school: “dont do your yoshi impression, it’s weird and you’ll make no friends.”

officerlollipop:

I think I just made this guy rethink his sexuality by pretending to be a drag queen.

officerlollipop:

I think I just made this guy rethink his sexuality by pretending to be a drag queen.

fuckinglovebrit:

Classic Britney Spears faces

17 Classic Britney Spears Faces That Will Make You Smile

onikalodeon:

can we talk about Nicki Minaj’s twitter location image

shrekjpeg:

when u excited about something and ur friend isntimage

Are you kidding? I am trained for nothing!

Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.