being an antagonist does not make a character a evil
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#BUT I ENJOY THE PATRIOTIC ONE AND THE METAL MAN WHEN THEY MAKE JEST #LET US ALL MAKE JEST #AND FEAST
#WHO IS THIS PHIL ANTHROPIST OF WHOM YOU SPEAK #YOU DECLARED YOUR NAME TONY STARK #NOW I AM MOST CONFUSED #AM I TO SUCCUMB TO MORE OF YOUR LIES, MAN OF IRON #I ALREADY HAVE ENOUGH TROUBLE WITH LIES #HAVE YOU MET MY BROTHER #ARE YOU MAKING A MOCKERY OF MY LIFE’S PERIL #BUT I SHALL LAUGH #BECAUSE THAT HIDES THE INTENSE RAGE I AM FEELING #MJOLNIR AND YOUR PRETTY FACE WILL HAVE WORDS #WORDS OF PAIN
^^ Literally me right now.
Reblogging because of the mighty fucking comments.
These comments get better. EVERY FUCKING TIME X’D
unbearable
(Source: quellary)
I know you wanted this on your dash.
This is the best thing I’ve ever seen.
if you listen you can hear it when it lands
it looks so happy
(Source: toxicgrin)
I’m gonna write today.
I’m gonna write and I’m gonna draw.
I’m gonna.
I’m
gonna
text post of my life
(Source: aldielshala)
1930’s Teen Delinquents
i.e. life role models
I’m just gonna reblog this again because it’s one of my favorite pictures ever.
That girl in the chair seems like such a badass I bet she was the leader of the crew.
I want to write about these girls.
When I was a teenager my mother found my grandmother’s (her mother) school scrapbook. It included things like photos, notes, and a two page spread of every demerit she ever received over the course of her formal education. Each of them set aside with little tags like she was so fucking proud of them. They were all for things like, “Unladylike behavior” or, “Skirt too short” or, “refuses to listen to authority”. I loved that spread so much.
I always have to reblog this.
QUEENS
(Source: smokedsausages)
- (I’m running errands for my pregnant wife. While walking to a nearby store, I see two teenagers harassing a child that is only four or five years old. I shoo them away from the boy, and he introduces himself.)
- Me: “So, where’s your mom at?”
- Boy: “She’s in the store. Do you have kids?”
- Me: “Not yet. We’re expecting a baby girl soon, though.”
- Boy: “Well, she’s going to turn out nice, like you! So, I’m going to marry her someday!”
- (I laugh, and play along while I bring him to the service desk, and wait until his mom picks him up. Six years later, my daughter comes home from school and introduces us to a friend that defended her against a bully on the playground. I didn’t recognize him, but he certainly knew who I was!)
This guy would survive a horror movie.
This guy would survive a horror movie.
Every single time this comes up on my dash it gets funnier. Like I just fell of of my bed from laughing so hard
He fucking hit him with a lamp.
I love his freedom pants.
