Playing on my PS4 while I wait for my toenails to dry, because what else is a girl supposed to do in her free time?
Remember that episode where Dean walked in on the drunk girl singing ‘I Touch Myself?’
Imagine if he’d walked in on Sam instead doing the same thing, and he’s totally ready to make fun of him until he he sees the blissed out look on his face, so he pauses and just keeps watching Sammy, and thinks ‘screw it’ and walks up behind him, pressing himself into Sammy as he continues to sway, still singing along to the music as Dean starts running his hand gently down Sams chest…
You know what. I changed my mind. Don’t imagine that.
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
My eyes are watering and I’m not sure if it’s because I’m tired or because I keep seeing Sam Winchester on my dash which is secretly making me sad because my baby is upset.
You like mcr, panic at the disco, choppy hair cuts, fall out boy and black clothing. You can’t stop smudging your eyeliner, you can’t stay out of hot topic, and you don’t know the top 20 charts. Face it, you’re never gonna leave 2005.
I don’t wanna leave 2005. i just wanna