Why don’t you just get drunk and expose yourself like all the other attention whores?
Babies creep me out. Rock-a-by-BANG
”Grown-ups… are a strange breed! Their brains weigh close to three pounds, and that’s not three pounds of cheery delight!” — The Tick
It’s just the way of it, Son. We all sell our souls sooner or later.
John Constantine, Hellblazer: Rake at the Gates of Hell. (via izabelmarrupho)
So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember there’s always madness. Madness is the emergency exit…
Warmaster, we think too often in terms of dualism: Jedi or Sith, light or dark, right or wrong. But there are three sides to this blade, not two, opposed and similar at the same time. The third edge is the Mandalorian.
A truckload of TNT heading straight for a busload of nuns, what is this a 1960’s comic?
There are people. There are stories.
The people think they shape the stories, but the reverse is often closer to the truth.
“Down Among the Dead Men”, Swamp Thing Annual #2, 1985
Maybe the world..has run out of room..for monsters.
I don’t think you understand, this is not a mud pit, this is an operating table, and I’m the surgeon
My father always told me, “Death is the only thing you can count on in this world”. I murdered him, and proved him right.
Everything is preordained. Even my responses.
‘Watchmen’ by Alan Moore (via arborise)
Did I finally reach the limits of reason? And find the Devil waiting? And was that fear in his eye