"Buy this super amazing makeup with 900% natural ingredients that will cover your face and make it flawless so you can look like your natural self!”
AUGMENT YOUR FACE WITH NATURAL WARPAINT AND STRIKE FEAR INTO YOUR ENEMIES WHILE HAVING FRESH, SMOOTH SKIN
Just because someone’s parents are together, someone has a nice house, has nice clothes, isn’t poor, eats every day and has a loving family doesn’t mean they can’t be depressed, have anxiety, an eating disorder, self harm issues, or any other problem.
THIS. I WISH I COULD FUCKING EMPHASIZE THIS SO HARD.
*points to bedroom* This is where we frick frack.
*points to kitchen* This is where we snick snack.
*points to living room* This is where we kick back.
*points to bathroom* This is where we shit shat.
*points to couch* This is where we chit chat.
*points to computer* This is where we click clack.
*points to shelf* This is where weknick knack.
*points to sex dungeon* This is where we paddy-whack.
What a truly awful website this is
does that include sexuality or
I’m just trying to deal with the fact that this implies that Dean and Cas have gotten into arguments over Dean trying to label him…
#honestly it’s the casual ‘we’ that gets me #it’s not ‘you’d gotten over’ it’s we #like there were nights when they’d sit up together talking about it #crossed legged on a mattress passing a bottle back and forth #dean getting angry and saying fuck this fuck you and getting up #and castiel pulling him back to bed laying on top of him like a drunk horny cat #and dean going soft and quiet under him saying #be whatever you want cas i don’t give a fuck #we we we we we we #you could put a hundred words in his mouth in this scene #that would not speak so many volumes as one small ‘we’ (via robotmango)
every december, waxwings descend on great britain from their naive scandanavian breading grounds. birdwatchers across the uk travel hundreds of miles to catch a glimpse of the rare birds, who turn up in significant numbers every few years. photos by dan kitwood, who captures the waxwings eating berries from a rowan tree in london.
when my parents ask me why i’m always on my laptop