lokid-fallen-angel:

popculturesavvyangel:

destiel-inthe-shower:

scriptscribbles:

Let us sing the songs of our people.

Supernatural…we have no theme song :(

NYAAAAFWOOOOPP *annoying ringing in ear* eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEENEGJIJEIOGWJ ORSGSOIGJJSKLVDLXDXSLVMGSLKGJRG *Static* *static* *silence*

^ that’s an incredible description

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Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them.
Anonymous   (via hefuckin)

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jathis:

cartel:

walking into the wrong class

image

THAT OWL LOOKS SO FUCKING

BEFUDDLED

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angelclark:

5-Year-Old With Autism Paints Stunning Masterpieces 

Autism is a poorly-understood neurological disorder that can impair an individual’s ability to engage in various social interactions. But little 5-year-old Iris Grace in the UK is an excellent example of the unexpected gifts that autism can also grant – her exceptional focus and attention to detail have helped her create incredibly beautiful paintings that many of her fans (and buyers) have likened to Monet’s works.

Little Iris is slowly learning to speak, whereas most children have already begun to speak at least a few words by age 2. Along with speech therapy, her parents gradually introduced her to painting, which is when they discovered her amazing talent.

“We have been encouraging Iris to paint to help with speech therapy, joint attention and turn taking,” her mother, Arabella Carter-Johnson, explains on her website. “Then we realised that she is actually really talented and has an incredible concentration span of around 2 hours each time she paints. Her autism has created a style of painting which I have never seen in a child of her age, she has an understanding of colours and how they interact with each other.”

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clannyphantom:

just because i hate me doesnt mean you can

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I’m still doing great. School’s a little hectic but I’m still coping well. I still wake up early to my classes which is very unlike me. I thought I’d cave in and crack after more than a month in school but here I am. For the past two nights I’ve been hanging around though. I got back to playing when I shouldn’t. What planned to be a 2 hour session ended up becoming 6. I lost control, I’ll admit. But I still got up for my morning classes. A close one. There’s this thing about an all girl team some people are planning and I thought I’d give it a shot. I mean, why the hell not. I already scheduled everything so that what happened in the past two nights won’t happen again. I’m still trying to discipline myself and these past few week’s resolve would easily crumble if I ever continue my dotes night out thing. This, my education, is something I wouldn’t want to fuck up. I’d give myself the weekend to play but not on school nights.

The thing is, gaming has really helped me get my mind off things. I don’t have time to dwell and over-think on the bad things because my mind is preoccupied. I tend to be less insecure and emotional. I’m more confident and I smile a lot. I’m happy. For those fleeting moments, I forget about my worries and enjoy myself. I’m not saying I’m not happy with other things, of course I am, but gaming takes hours and that means I don’t have to endure having to spend time with myself over-thinking.

This month’s been interesting. A lot’s been bothering me but I mostly blame my insecurities. Words have been spoken, heart got hurt and I’m still fucking scared. You’ll never know; you wake up one day and everything’s gone.


Saturdays are for adventure; Sundays are for cuddling.
General life philosophy  (via whereislemon)

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I haven’t been writing lately. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. I’m still alive though. There are still random bursts of insecurities here and there. Even more random tears shed. But I’m happy. I’m glad my life’s doing great right now.



THIS never gets old.

THIS never gets old.

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I got pretty worked up since the weekend. A lot has been going on and I can’t seem to will myself to write about a particular event, even in my personal journal. I woke up at 4 this morning having panic attacks and flashbacks and I ended up crying. God I am so tired of crying all the time. Everything’s fine. Everything seems fine. I’m just really scared and worried. Maybe it’s the hormones. I hope so.


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Johnny from Team Orange! :D

Johnny from Team Orange! :D