I am Radar

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kurtiswiebe:

This perfectly summarizes why I love the Simpsons and hate Family Guy. 

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voxlunch:

gemmacorrell:

(via Four Eyes Comic Strip, September 26, 2014 on GoComics.com)

Probably more entertaining to me than it should be.

voxlunch:

gemmacorrell:

(via Four Eyes Comic Strip, September 26, 2014 on GoComics.com)

Probably more entertaining to me than it should be.

In a relationship, you need somebody who’s going to call you out, not somebody who’s going to let everything slide. You need somebody who doesn’t want to live without you, but can. Not somebody that is dependent, but somebody who is stronger with you. A relationship is two people, not one.

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Unknown (via leanarch)

This.

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this is for real, very important stuff right here

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(Source: everylittlestar)

And then [Vimes] realized why he was thinking like this.

It was because he wanted there to be conspirators.

It was much better to imagine men in some smoky room somewhere, made mad and cynical by privilege and power, plotting over the brandy.

You had to cling to this sort of image, because if you didn’t then you might have to face the fact that bad things happened because ordinary people, the kind who brushed the dog and told their children bedtime stories, were capable of then going out and doing horrible things to other ordinary people.

It was so much easier to blame it on Them.

It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone’s fault. If it was Us, what did that make Me? After all, I’m one of Us. I must be. I’ve certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No-one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them.

We’re always one of Us. It’s Them that do the bad things.

- Terry Pratchett, Jingo (via captainofalltheships)

last-snowfall:

ladyflowdi:

imjust-a-girl:

"Because people ask why we’re not friends anymore."

There are ALWAYS going to be poisonous people in your life. Sometimes they’re hiding in plain sight. 

*points* This? This is part of why I dislike that Sullivan piece on friendship. BECAUSE THIS IS ALSO REAL. This is stuff that happen with “friends”. Pretending otherwise isn’t just no-true-Scotsmanning, it means that shit like #6 continues: that kids don’t know to look out for toxicity and abuse in their friendships as well as their romances. (I feel bad for my mother and all the terrible crap she watched “friends” put me thru because I believed in the sacred eternity of Friendship.)

last-snowfall:

ladyflowdi:

imjust-a-girl:

"Because people ask why we’re not friends anymore."

There are ALWAYS going to be poisonous people in your life. Sometimes they’re hiding in plain sight. 

*points* This? This is part of why I dislike that Sullivan piece on friendship. BECAUSE THIS IS ALSO REAL. This is stuff that happen with “friends”. Pretending otherwise isn’t just no-true-Scotsmanning, it means that shit like #6 continues: that kids don’t know to look out for toxicity and abuse in their friendships as well as their romances. (I feel bad for my mother and all the terrible crap she watched “friends” put me thru because I believed in the sacred eternity of Friendship.)

automatically:

walking a drunk friend like

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You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.

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-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 

Fuck.

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