classyapplebees: STOP RIGHT THERE, MOTHERFUCKERS. DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS? THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING BOLIN, AKA THE MOST DECENT FUCKING PERSON IN THE ENTIRE GODDAMNED UNITED REPUBLIC. THIS BEAUTIFUL BASTARD TREATED THE GODDAMNED AVATAR TO THE BEST DAMNED DATE OF HER LIFE RIGHT AFTER HIS BROTHER STOMPED ALL OVER HER HEART. HE WAS THERE FOR HER WHEN SHE FUCKING NEEDED HIM. DO YOU HAVE BELCHING CONTESTS WITH THE GIRL OF YOUR DREAMS? DIDN’T THINKS SO, SHITSTAIN. DO YOU TREAT YOUR LADY OF CHOICE TO FOOD FROM HOME THAT SHE NEVER GETS TO EAT? WELL, DO YOU, PUNK? YEAH. SIT THE FUCK DOWN, SON. AND THEN, AT THE END OF THE DAY, WHEN SHE’S ALL ENRAPTURED WITH THE BEAUTIFUL CITYSCAPE AND ALL STARING AT HIS BROTHER, HE STILL LOOKS AT HER LIKE, DAMN, I AM SO LUCK JUST TO SPEND TIME WITH THIS PERSON. AND THEN. AND FUCKING THEN. AFTER GETTING HIS FEELINGS RUN THE FUCK OVER BY THE TWO PEOPLE CLOSEST TO HIM, HE STILL LOOKS THE GIRL HE ADORES IN THE FACE AND SAYS, “YES, YOU BROKE MY HEART, AND I’M SAD, BUT I’LL CARRY ON AND RESPECT YOUR DECISION BECAUSE YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I VALUE THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER BECAUSE IT MADE YOU HAPPY.” AND HE DOESN’T EXPECT HER TO STICK WITH HIM BECAUSE HE TOOK HER ON A DATE OR BECAUSE HE DIDN’T REJECT HER OR BECAUSE HE GOT HER GIFTS. BOLIN ISN’T A “NICE GUY.” HE’S A GODDAMNED NICE. GUY. SO YOU SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND EAT YOUR SPAGHETTI-O’S WHILE YOU CRY OVER YOUR MAKORRA FEELS, MOTHERFUCKER. BOLIN’S GOT A PRO-BENDING TOURNAMENT TO WIN AND FRIENDSHIPS BASED ON MUTUAL RESPECT TO MAINTAIN. BITCH.
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classyapplebees:

STOP RIGHT THERE, MOTHERFUCKERS.

DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS? THIS IS MOTHERFUCKING BOLIN, AKA THE MOST DECENT FUCKING PERSON IN THE ENTIRE GODDAMNED UNITED REPUBLIC.

THIS BEAUTIFUL BASTARD TREATED THE GODDAMNED AVATAR TO THE BEST DAMNED DATE OF HER LIFE RIGHT AFTER HIS BROTHER STOMPED ALL OVER HER HEART. HE WAS THERE FOR HER WHEN SHE FUCKING NEEDED HIM.

DO YOU HAVE BELCHING CONTESTS WITH THE GIRL OF YOUR DREAMS? DIDN’T THINKS SO, SHITSTAIN. DO YOU TREAT YOUR LADY OF CHOICE TO FOOD FROM HOME THAT SHE NEVER GETS TO EAT? WELL, DO YOU, PUNK? YEAH. SIT THE FUCK DOWN, SON.

AND THEN, AT THE END OF THE DAY, WHEN SHE’S ALL ENRAPTURED WITH THE BEAUTIFUL CITYSCAPE AND ALL STARING AT HIS BROTHER, HE STILL LOOKS AT HER LIKE, DAMN, I AM SO LUCK JUST TO SPEND TIME WITH THIS PERSON.

AND THEN.

AND FUCKING THEN.

AFTER GETTING HIS FEELINGS RUN THE FUCK OVER BY THE TWO PEOPLE CLOSEST TO HIM, HE STILL LOOKS THE GIRL HE ADORES IN THE FACE AND SAYS, “YES, YOU BROKE MY HEART, AND I’M SAD, BUT I’LL CARRY ON AND RESPECT YOUR DECISION BECAUSE YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I VALUE THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER BECAUSE IT MADE YOU HAPPY.”

AND HE DOESN’T EXPECT HER TO STICK WITH HIM BECAUSE HE TOOK HER ON A DATE

OR BECAUSE HE DIDN’T REJECT HER

OR BECAUSE HE GOT HER GIFTS.

BOLIN ISN’T A “NICE GUY.”

HE’S A GODDAMNED NICE. GUY.

SO YOU SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND EAT YOUR SPAGHETTI-O’S WHILE YOU CRY OVER YOUR MAKORRA FEELS, MOTHERFUCKER.

BOLIN’S GOT A PRO-BENDING TOURNAMENT TO WIN AND FRIENDSHIPS BASED ON MUTUAL RESPECT TO MAINTAIN.

BITCH.

(via fonbella)

Source: daffyloins