12082(Source: lostwiginity, via elfpen)
(Source: jennycockles, via secretlytodream)
SO ANGRY ABOUT PEOPLE WHO THINK SAM IS SELFISH
LIKE LITERALLY I WILL PHYSICALLY FIGHT ALL OF YOU
BAREFOOT
ON A FIELD OF BROKEN GLASS
AND SCREAM ‘SAM WINCHESTER IS A GREAT PERSON AND I’M SORRY YOU LACK THE DEPTH OF HUMAN UNDERSTANDING TO DIG DEEP ENOUGH INTO HIS CHARACTER TO BE ABLE TO INTERPRET HIS ACTIONS AS ANYTHING BUT SHALLOW’ WHEN I BITE OFF YOUR DAMN EAR AND THEN CHEW IT UP JUST TO SPIT OUT A BLOODY EAR PASTE
(via phoenixwormwood137)
well i came home
like a stone
and i fell heavy
into your arms
(Source: gomezwantsmullerinhisbed, via liisakee)
you literally cant be a dean!girl if you hate sammy
dean’s entire purpose for living is sam
dean does everything to make sam happy
that doesnt even work
I drew a thing. With lots of hair.
(Source: aguamentea, via chainedtocomets)
How did a man born of Eastern descent, a man who called himself the Prince of Peace, a man whom the sacred writings describe as eating with prostitutes and providing wine at weddings and healing the sick and ignoring any political plot, a man who wants us to turn the other cheek and give all our possessions if we are sued, become associated with—no, become the poster boy for—a Western moral and financial agenda communicated through the rhetoric of war and ignorant of the damage it is causing to a world living in poverty?
My only answer is that Satan is crafty indeed.
Donald Miller (via blakebaggott)
(Source: loveispatient, via kelenloth)
Let me explain you a thing.
When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.
I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.
The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:
“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:
“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.
“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.
(via kelenloth)
(Source: itsokaysammy, via the-ever-present-julie)
“The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it will get easier does not mean that it doesn’t hurt now. And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you’re doing yourself a disservice. Don’t do that. The truth is that it hurts because it’s real. It hurts because it mattered. And that’s an important thing to acknowledge to yourself. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t end, that it won’t get better. Because it will.”
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