i can’t get over how serious dean looks and once he sees how cas is staring at him his face just softens and jesus christ i am having heart failure
I’m named after a mountain my grandma picked. I don’t like my name, so I don’t say it. I don’t like my voice either. Three teachers told me I should try opera singing because my voice is so great, but I think they just made fun of me. Colourful cakes are great. At some point in my life I want to make green glitter frosting, it’s on my bucket list. Green is my favourite colour. I used to think that my eyes are green because I eat a lot of salad. There are moments in life when I just lie on my bed with my legs in the air and look at my feet. I hate feet. I am nineteen years old. This is the second time in my life I write the word nineteen. Overall, I think the earth is okay, but I hate everyone who destroys it. I don’t like people that much in general. Music is life. If I got a letter one day saying that Music is dead, I would immediately take a knife and cut my throat. I really wish red lipstick would look pretty on me. To be honest, I find the thought of stealing a police officer’s gun from his belt and run away rather tempting. Furthermore, I sometimes feel the need to draw a sun with a black permanent marker on a bald guy’s head and run away. Yeah, run away. Even though athleticism is not really one of my strengths I want to run away a lot. I would like to eat wax crayons and chalk just to see what it feels like. I’m that kind of person who worries about a lot of things. Lack of punctuality is one of those things. While I’m waiting for friends to arrive the weirdest ideas come to my mind and I end up thinking they are chased by a murderer and that’s the reason why they are late. I don’t like it when people are unfriendly or get angry easily or use winking smileys. I really like to watch strangers smile at their phones or be happy about a “bless you” from another stranger. I sometimes cry when I see an old man eating alone in a restaurant or drinking his tea all by himself. I find it infinitely sad when old people are disappointed, they don’t have time for sad things. I live in my memories. I think, people notice that sometimes. Also, I think way too much. About everything. When I see random people on the street I ask myself if they are happy or if they are concerned about something and don’t want to talk about it, if they are weighed down by sorrows they can’t trust anyone with, what their home looks like from the inside and sometimes even if they are always hungry, like me. Every now and then I feel like I’m the happiest person in the world. Lying in the grass on a hot summer night and admiring the stars is enough for me to think that. Or when someone says they thought about me, when I find a four-leaved clover in a field and when the escalator works. Those are little things I appreciate in life. I love to make people laugh, even more than laughing myself. I adore weird people and birth marks. In times when things heat up on the ground, roofs are the best places and founders of my sensiblest thoughts. I hope people don’t think I’m crazy now, although-
its so weird to think that i have more followers then jesus did
yea but i doubt that your followers will start a religion based off of your tumblr
the movement has started
I was wondering where else I have seen those big ass blue eyes
Harry was the favorite kid and he wasn’t even an official part of the family
Because Molly knows exactly how the Dursleys treat him. There’s no way Ron wouldn’t tell her. And Molly Weasley is a Mother. She gets a capital M because she is goddamn phenomenal at what she does. When she hears Harry Potter is on the train to Hogwarts in Book 1, her reaction isn’t to be starstruck. It’s to say “that poor dear had to come here all on his own.” Molly Weasley loves harder than anyone. She loves like it’s her sole reason for being. And when she hears there’s a poor boy who has never known love his whole life… how could she not?
#do you remember when harry asked for food in fourth year#because the poor kid wouldnt survive on the durselys new diet?#i bet you anything he only asked#’if you have just some leftovers or scraps you could give me i would appreciate it’#but molly weasley was like HELL NO#and baked him like several pies#molly weasley doesnt fuck around with her children#even if she didnt give birth to them#molly weasley for life
The best part of the video may be when Jackson addresses the comments she’s heard about her daughter and sets the record straight about statements like you “wanted a girl so you turned your child into one” and “kids have no idea what they want or who they are — my kids wants to be a dog, should I let him?”
Chills down my whole body. This is how parents should react.