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superbirdhockeyface:

Just saw Hugo. All I could think was “baby!Cas.” Excuse me while I A;SLKENFASKL;DNF

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soundsfishy:

R.I.P.

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invertebratuscaputithyphallicus:

I saw this and I can’t stop laughing…

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aplacetolovedogs:

weheartit

Precious face

Moving house!

XD Nah, moving over to my new blog.

www.vendettaseduction.blogspot.com

I love the look, spent time editing it. :D Help me leave a tag, please?

Have a good day everyone~

Why the fuck

Does everything I do always, remind people of OTHER people?

LIKE WHAT? I did it, not them. I don’t care how similar, my ideas, my actions, the way I fucking smile.

It’s me! Gosh.

illythia:

‘What are you saying? I killed innocent ovaries?

I don’t know, what you mean.’

With his special picture… he almost killed every ovaries on tumblr

Yeah, damn right you don’t know.

IN your eyes, I see the light.

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Reblog this if you have seen Misha Collins naked.

cruciothedemons:

On a horse.

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Gishwhes

I love the entire experience. From the very beginning, where I registered and started doing research on other ways to pay, because I didn’t have a debit card.. and finally founding teammates that were so willing to help!

:’))

I love them all, my teammates, Team #558 FTW!!!

Yes, I am suffering withdrawal symptoms after Gishwhes. I mean, come on, who wouldn’t after just reading the whole list?! Making friends with new people from all over the world. I am truly amazed and so grateful I joined, and am part of this amazing experience. Best decision in my life.

And I must say, I feel reborn. I guess this speaks volumes about my life before this whole Gishwhes. My tears welled up when I see the acts of kindness done. I mean yes it is a contest and all, but to do that, it must have come deep from the heart. Imagine how many lives are better off now after Gishwhes. And I am truly in awe of the artistic geniuses of the GISHWHESEANs, just look at the paintings and drawings of Misha and the Queen of England. The one who came up with that item is a freaking genius!

All this gishwhesing forced me to open up my mind, and make me look at my own abilities. I have become closer to friends in the strangest way ever, and most of all, I realize that I do have friends that are willing to do crazy things for ME, even at the last minute.

Before this experience, I am ashamed to say I have walked past that stray cat that has been living around my area day in and day out. Now, NO WAY. I am making sure it stays healthy. Finding time to play with it, even if I can’t bring that cat inside… (parents..)

I am very excited for the next Gishwhes, and to the winners, CONGRATULATIONS!!! Kiss Misha on the cheek for everyone on Gishwhes!

And I am gonna always stay in the spirit of gishwhes. Once touched, no turning back. I will now gladly help others and spread the love.

And now I have a strange thought. Misha should be president. Can you imagine what he would do to schools, and all the laws?

And all the schools would have a portrait high up on the building, of Misha and Queen of England as Tarzan and Jane.

Awesome shit.

kari-shma:

The Atomic Explosion and Mushroom Fallout at Sunset (by Trey Ratcliff)

I’ve

had enough with this covering of one eye shit. Either you show me both eyes, no triangles, no stupid checkerboards or any pillars or whatever symbolism you’ve got, and I will buy your album.

If you do, and you don’t even know it, you suck and I ain’t gonna give a shit about your music. Its not hard really, I’ve a lot of other people who are not into that stuff that I can listen to.

Justin Bieber, Usher and whoever else involve can kiss my ass.

Yeah, I’m keeping my shit together.

Trying hard not to break again. My memories are getting worse. Sometimes, when I try to remember, its just blank. Nothing. What’s wrong with me?

I don’t even know why am I living anymore. Like who do I love? Nobody. Yeah, family? I am too distant from them. Friends? I’m sorry, but right now nobody. Like my dreams? I’ve given them up a long time ago. Like for my future? Fuck, I ain’t got no future. Especially not where I am now. What?

Live in the present? Fuck no. Hate it.

I have no reason worthy for myself to live. I keep telling myself tomorrow gonna get better. Nah, shit just get worse. It’s like I’m a living zombie. Outside, I’m all colourful, inside, I’m just black. Blank. Nothing.

I don’t even think I can make it to 80 years old. Hell, I can’t even see myself further than 30.

Maybe I’m just too chicken. Afraid to die, hate to live.

I’m fucked up. I’m fucked.