Those of us who vow never to love again, to love again
Are making liars out of honest men
It's not something that you put to bed
Hang your head and just forget
No, love don't know how to rest
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Those of us who vow never to love again, to love again
Are making liars out of honest men
It's not something that you put to bed
Hang your head and just forget
No, love don't know how to rest
The reason why you think villains are more fun than heroes is that villains are having more fun. Let your heroes have fun. Let them really, really enjoy what they do.
“Don’t be overwise; fling yourself straight into life, without deliberation; don’t be afraid — the flood will bear you to the bank and set you safe on your feet again.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment
if you build “community” around hating other people, just know that the second you step out of line—regardless of your moral uprightness or the hypocrisy on their part—you’re the next person they’re going to tear to pieces.
To my 25 - 35 year olds, you've reached the age where people around you are starting to give up on themselves because they think it's too late. Don't let that energy rub off on you. It's not too late.
Been talking about this with friends so I present to you, the cursed spectrum of media literacy
someone fired a bullet through our bathroom wall the other day when we were gone, which is scary (but probably accidental), but the weirdest part is that we can’t actually find the place where it entered from outside... the wall inside is fucked up and you can see the hole where it came through, but there is no corresponding entrance hole on the exterior of the house. somehow the outer paneling was undamaged.
I think the exterior of the house is asbestos siding which apparently hides bullet holes really well.
There’s also a dent on the opposite wall where the bullet bounced off, and it looks like it had a really bizarre trajectory. Anyway, the neighbors say it was from a car chase where bullets went flying everywhere, so I’m not actually worried beyond “wow hope that doesn’t happen near me again”.
This is the most American post I have ever seen
“someone fired a bullet through my asbestos from a car chase” yeah fair
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peasant visionary: & then it stood before me, a towering wheel of flame that beheld me with 10,000 shimmering eyes!
me: idk man it still sounds like an ocular migraine
peasant visionary: #MyGrain
will the owner of the goalpost out in the bailey please move it down the slippery slope towards the middle ground where a strawman is currently begging the question. we have a bandwagon waiting to help you, unless youre too much of an uneducated dipshit to handle any of that, in which case we can circle back to a true scotsman who will be able to appeal to our authority.
Im always scared to call someone my friend because what if they dont consider me a friend and hate me because of that
just saw a chair so photogenic I had to reevaluate my feelings towards plastic furniture
do you see this. beyond ridiculous
what are our thoughts
I understand your feelings for the chair robin crabussy
unpost this right now you strange strange man
I hired a wizard to cast png on it. effervescent
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He—wait. Why dost the Lord hath clippers.
The Lord sheareth me.