see i have this problem where i really need to study,
but i really fucking dont want to.
How do I carry on living in this world knowing that John Barrowman refers to Misha Collins as “my Mishaman.”
im sorry… … i got some bad news… … . drinking tea doesn’t make you anymore intelligent or cultural. i know. take your time.
No but it tastes good, is good for me, calms me down, and makes me feel good.
(◕‿◕✿) boys with tattoos
(◕‿◕✿) boys with piercings
(◕‿◕✿) boys with messy hair
(◕‿◕✿) boys with long legs
(◕‿◕✿) boys with collarbones
(◕‿◕✿) boys in bands
space is so fuckin big like. you could probably fit like 300 houses in there. and 20 cars. man. fuckin space.
Space is infinite
oh okay. so like. 310 houses then. and maybe 22 cars.
lmfao that is literally the biggest understatement ever
wow WHAT EVER. 400 houses. smh
guys he’s probably talking about 2 storey houses that makes more sense
after donna died
after her funeral
when everybody was getting ready to leave
a mysterious tall man with a funky bow-tie walked up to her grave and placed a bouquet of forget-me-nots and that was the most anybody ever saw of him
this is not okay
then he stops about three tombstones away from hers and salutes the tombstone of Wilf Noble
I don’t get how some people can describe Misha/Castiel as frail or thin.
I mean just look at his arm oh lordy
Look at his thighs
i don’t want a boyfriend i just want multiple attractive boys to constantly give me attention
Break an expensive vase
kiss kiss fall in love