I'm an anthropomorphic box of tampons with a Ph.D in Who-Gives-a-Fuckology. But really, I'm just a sarcastic, free-thinking, semi-misanthropic artist who loves animation, weed, psychology, philosophy, martial arts, and other things you won't find out because you're not reading this.
Doesn't matter.
I just love developing personalities and coming up with witty, memorable dialogue—making the audience actually care for the established cast, and setting up entertaining interactions for the characters themselves.
I just have to work on developing plots better…
He didn’t.
The two don’t sound anything alike. Tupac delivers his lines like a zealous preacher while Biggie raps like a hungry pimp. I don’t see the correlation.
Both were worldly, but Pac was more Malcolm X with his shit. Biggie was just like, “I just wanna smoke weed, fuck bitches and make money.” If anything, Pac copied that after signing with Suge.
Their flows are so different that it’s not even worth bringing up.
Blah blah blah. Biggie didn’t steal Pac’s style.
“Good things come to those who wait.”
Their argument is that good things actually come to those who get off their asses and work hard. Which is true.
But um, aren’t we taking the original quote a tad too literal…? My interpretation was always that success isn’t achieved overnight; there’s still a waiting process involved, but it’s ultimately worth it—one just has to have patience. I assumed the “working hard” part was a given. But hey, perhaps I’m the one giving the original quote too much credit. Maybe whoever came up with that phrase really DID intend for it to mean “Don’t worry, good shit will eventually happen. Just do nothing and wait. The sole key to success is pure patience and not a damn thing more.”
*shrug* Who knows.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.”
EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ THIS.
Depression is not a synonym for being sad or having a bad day/bad week.
It’s not a PHASE. It’s not a CHOICE. It’s not LAZINESS.
(via general-grievous)
(Source: sherunsfromdarkness, via taxiarchos)
1950's lyrics: Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics: When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics: I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics: Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.
the person they “fall in love” with is always conveniently attractive?
Hm, so you just KNEW it was meant to be with this Brad Pitt-lookin’ guy? And once that relationship is done, your love at first sight will be some cat who just happens to have gorgeous eyes and a killer body? Right.
Come on folks, it’s 2012; let’s start being honest with ourselves. You simply laid eyes on someone sexy, and now you’re trying to make something deep of the fact that you’d love to have sex with that person. Contrary to what status quo makes you think, THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH VIEWING SOMEONE IN A PURELY SEXUAL LIGHT. If you don’t know shit about them but they happen to physically turn you on, then it is what it is. Not every story that deals with the genitals has to be Romeo & Juliet (which is also a bullshit love story, but I digress).
Show me a person who says they fell in love at first sight with someone who looks like the love child of Flava Flav and Wendy Williams, and I’ll reconsider everything I said.
