baconllamatimelord:

masasexual:

marciewantsthev:

masasexual:

Imagine that you’re awkwardly sitting there at a formal dance when suddenly you see a hand extended towards you.  ”May I have this dance?” they ask.  You look up, and find that it’s your favorite character.

Imagine that favorite character then fucking you so hard that night that you don’t think you’ll be able to stand the next morning.

There are two kinds of people.

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo:

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.

arisaavena:

hiddledbythebatch:

territorialcreep:

rusharound:

atomiccrowbars:

stitchedego:

thebaronofthebells:

liking someone who is already in a relationship

Liking someone who likes you back, but they’re already in a relationship

Liking someone who doesn’t like you back

 

Liking someone who doesn’t exist.

Liking someone

Liking yourself

this easily became the best thing on tumblr

songofastark:

Ugh, I hate it when people say “Fuck the police”.

Don’t just fuck the police. 

Take the police out on a couple dates. Take the police to the movies or a nice stroll in the park. Feed the police some delicious fondue. Make the police fall in love with you. Then, fuck the police. And then out of nowhere, stop taking calls from the police. Ignore the police. Make the police miss you. Make the police cry.

colormecrimson:

twitturds:

Did I Already Reblog That? the musical

Featuring the hit song, “Probably, But I Don’t Care.”

flomation:

I thought I should share some things I’ve collected

cinnamonskribble:

My best friend is amazing. She is smart, pretty, and fun. She’s been in my life so long, and has been there for me so much, that she is more family to me than my own biological family. She’s my sister, and I love her very much.

In a matter of months, we’re going to community college together….

No, no, this is horrible. You see, the flag will go to the husband or wife of the deceased soldier as next of kin. This flag is going to the son.

Both of his parents are gone.

50-shades-of-suicide:

never thought i would actually like something from Shakepeare…but this line is genius 

coveredincuts:

I told you, I’m fine.

ongaku-sprinkles:

france-schi:

deathand-despair:

imstrongwillsurvive:

and I don’t ever wanna lose my best friend

I screamed out god you vulture

bring her back or take me with her

Tear it down, break the barricade

Me & my bestfriend at prom Friday

high-blogging:

my new comeback