Questions, Comments, Criticisms?
“ Seems like lately I can’t bend over and tie my boots without my big ass bumping into someone, some stooge all ‘Oh, I used to be punk, but I grew out of it.’ Motherfucker, how do you grow out of giving a shit?! I mean, if you feel like you’ve gone your 12 rounds with all the man-made evils in the world and lost, and you’re just too much of a cream puff to keep it up, just say so, instead of masking your cowardice in some bullshit veneer of newfound sophistication. Getting old is no excuse to stop caring and it’s never too late to do something constructive with your existence. Fuck that ‘no future’ shit, the future already got here—and you should be grateful, because this is your chance! Start a garden, start a band, become a social worker, a volunteer, a performance artist, anything! Be a good friend! Just don’t be one of those boring worthless fucks sitting around going ‘Oh, bluh, I remember when I wanted to set the world on fire.’ That’s so cynical, dismissing passion as just a piece of street cred with an expiration date that you paste into your little scrapbook when you’ve gotten lazy and complacent. If the next generation’s too busy taking its own photo and making ‘ironic’ racist jokes then I wanna see us geezers starting nursing-home riots and fucking up The Man’s shit like our long-ass lives depend on it. Get arrested, have crazy sex, make lame comics like this one. Read a book and make yourself a little smarter. Do whatever you gotta do to keep those fires burning. Old-age movement, motherfuckers! ‘Movement’ is the operative word! It’s not too late until you’re dead! (And if it was only ever about the music to you, then I don’t wanna fuckin’ know you.) ”
Liz Suburbia, Cyanide Milkshake #2 (via rustbeltjessie)
Eeyore is just one of those characters that you wanna scoop up and hug forever.
One awesome thing about Eeyore is that even though he is basically clinically depressed, he still gets invited to participate in adventures and shenanigans with all of his friends. And they never expect him to pretend to feel happy, they just love him anyway, and they never leave him behind or ask him to change.
And he does feel happy, though. He can be happy. He just doesn’t show it as much as the others do.
There was a whole episode about that - Piglet sees him sitting on a hilltop and thinks he’s sadder than usual, and does all he can to cheer him up. Nothing works and the next day he’s back on the hill, and Piglet apologizes because he thinks in trying to help, he just made him sad again and ”I don’t come here when I’m sad. I come up here because I’m happy.”
There’s just something about that…
The first time someone tried to steal my bag in the subway I panicked and I broke his arm with an umbrella and since then none of my friends will let me forget about this.
If you think this was a badass moment you need to remember I’m 5 ft and my bag was a Lucky Star bag and I was crying while hitting someone much bigger than me repeatedly with a frog-shaped umbrella.
you are my hero
Teacher: Reading a book is better than sex.
Teacher: It’s like a 10-hour orgasm!
Girl pipes up: Yeah, and with a book I actually get to finish!
[Boys’ laughter dies off almost instantly as the girls hoot]
i wanna be one of those people who does yoga at sunrise and drinks water out of mason jars filled with berries and twigs and shit
Sam Winchester / Dean Winchester