Be Your Own Hero

my-name-is-hilarious:

theyahoostaff:

yourfriendthecrow:

I don’t know bout y’all, but the Yahoo staff are fucking HILARIOUS

We are not fucking HILARIOUS

HILARIOUS COME HERE AND TELL THEM THAT WE ARE NOT FUCKING

theyahoostaff and i are just friends gOD

(via humanofthefallencastiel)

An artist with Alzheimer’s drawing self-portraits.

An artist with Alzheimer’s drawing self-portraits.

(Source: mildlyamused, via nowiee)

deaneggsandsam:

Reblog this if you’re in the Supernatural fandom and I’ll leave a little something in your ask box :)

(via castielsminions)

mebeingweird:

bondoge:

do u ever listen to a song and u like forget ur listening to it and when it’s almost over ur just like what

and then u repeat the song but then it happens again

(via aimhighwhynot)

castiel-is-wonderful:

sionainnlindsay:

castiel-is-wonderful:

WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP

IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S 

LIKE BELONGING TO MR

OMG

Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.

This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me 

(via castielsminions)

(via humanofthefallencastiel)

moonflowerlights:

If you’re having a bad day, just remember that the Raptor sounds from Jurassic Park were actually a recording of turtles having sex

(via humanofthefallencastiel)

“He’s so small, and he’s only getting smaller, and there’s nothing he can do but watch. Watch his finger disappear down his throat. Watch his face grow pale and thin. Watch his body become so slight he can lift him with one hand.
When it comes to a confrontation, all he says is, “But you’re so beautiful. I’m just not. I need to be perfect, like you are.”
“That’s no excuse for starving yourself.”
He is all too quick to nod and start away, but his boyfriend watches. Watches him eat less and less. Watches him wake up earlier and earlier to run more and more. Watches him push his body further and harder. Watches him fade away.
He is hospitalized three months later.
His boyfriend sits by his bedside, tells him over and over.
Not that he’s sorry, or that he should be. Not that he loves him, or that he’s wonderful. Not that he’s out of his mind with worry, not that his heart is breaking. He just rains kisses on his neck, the only part of him not so small it feels like it will shatter under his touch.
He says, until his voice is hoarse and no one can possibly hear the whisper that still continues, “You’re so beautiful.”
— (via butimstillbeautiful)

Anonymous asked: Jesus Christ truly loves you so much. I promise you that. God bless.

thank-you very much! I know God is very loving and ever present, but sometimes it’s easy to forget when life gets crazy or overwhelming, so thanks for the reminder. God Bless you as well. *hugs*

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