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how many bottles of Nuka-Cola are sitting out in the wasteland completely full because some motherfucker just came along and took the bottle cap off it
I’m a nuka girl in a nuka world
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I JUST GOT FUCKING CURB STOMPED BACK INTO MIDDLE SCHOOL THANKS PANDORA

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it’s so weird how each group like adores each other but we don’t really know how to react to each other?
it’s fucking great
At one point in Courage the Cowardly Dog Courage is typing on his computer and the computer asks him if these were his memoirs and Courage nods. What if the show is the computer playing out Courage's journal entries? Would they then technically still be from Courage's view? Or maybe the computer exaggerates the stories because it thinks Courage is a twit?
You are a conglomerate of other people.
Well, I am a conglomerate of other people.
All my facial expressions, my reactions, my humor, my advice, my personality, they all are little bits and pieces of other people that I secretly kept; parts of them that I fell in love with and decided to make my own.
Maybe that’s all we are, pieces of other people that we took as our favorite things about them.