I used to think my parents were annoying. Then I got out of the house and now I’m doing my own thing. Over two thousand miles from home… And all I can think now is that all they were trying to do is instill me with all the qualities I needed to make it without them. My God… I wish my dad could still ask me to go to a late movie with him on the weekends or have a talk with my mom about absolutely random stuff at the kitchen table. They might not have been the perfect parents, but shit they were really trying. I wish I could go back and smack myself for being so ignorant towards them.
there’s no logical reason for shorts to be the same price as pants
Or for them to be more expensive
“No matter what direction you view this image from the gun will be pointing at you.”
fucking jesse pinkman breaking science
(Source: substancetofollow)
Comics where the protagonist is mentally unstable make the 3 dollars worth it. Although what comics don’t center around a broken psyche?
I know I would, because I have some of those myself.
I have 7 out of 8 of these things. To find someone to love me despite them would be heavenly. To find someone who didn’t put me down because of them would be just as nice.
Every time I think about a comic book character dying
.. Still a better death than Peter Parker.
Been out less than a month and it’s already doubled it’s cover price in most places. Crazy. Miss ya kid.
4 mile run for PT tomorrow at 0600
Then here I am still awake at 2300. At least block leave starts Friday.
