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I've never watched a single episode of spn but I've been thinking about the implications of being stuck inside a meme
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How would I survive
Without you in the darkest night
When the day has died and I'm alone
My heart feels made of stone
Three weeks ago we're strangers
Or even worse at best
But now I always wonder
If we stood the test?
Or is the worst to come
And we are both such fools
Are we ready for each other
Or still lacking the tools?
I cannot know for certain
And I find that I don't care
If this is real or fantasy
As long as you are there
The only fear I harbour
Is losing you again
Because I know I couldn't bear it
I couldn't stand the pain
For a world without your laughter
Is a world devoid of joy
And I would rather burn it down
Then suffer through its ploy
A lifetimes worth of riches
Or a second more with you
You needn't be a genius
to know what I would choose
I've tried denying it, I swear
But we both know it's true
That through triumph and despair
It's always been you
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If it's not obvious, I am beyond cooked xD
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reblog to give the person you reblogged from the strength to complete The Task™
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Every time I open my Notebook I wish I could create sth as legendary as My Immortal
Reblog if you didn’t write My Immortal
We’re going to find the author by process of elimination.
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Last Song: Smaller Than This by Sara Kays
Favourite Color: Bourdeaux Red
Currently watching/listening/reading: One Piece, One Piece and One Piece (I LOVE the German openings)
Sweet/savoury/spicy: spicy, even if it makes me cry
Relationship status: Depressing (Ive been crushing on a straight man ;-; )
Current obsession: ...have I mentioned One Piece yet?
Last thing I googled: lucid dreaming, bcs sleep is so boring
Still don't know anyone on here, just lurking around so no tags I guess xD
Tag game! nine people you’d like to get to know better
Thanks for the tag @laurenshippen I haven't done a tag game in FOREVER!
last song: "Hold Me Tight Or Don't" by Fall Out Boy
favorite color: shifts between shades of blue/green but rn I am digging Forest Green or Teal!
currently watching: nothinggggg D: I usually follow one tv series at a time and I am in between shows! WWDITS when will you return from the war
sweet/savory/spicy: I have such a sweet tooth
relationship status: :)
current obsession: still in my Baldur's Gate 3 hyperfixation
last thing you googled: how to get a specific achievement in BG3 LOOK I can stop any time!!!
tagging (only if ya want to!): @chemicallywrit, @lookingstunning, @fyeahaudiodrama, @itmeblog, @thefearandnow @the-sassy-composer, @saucymincks, @boombox-fuckboy, @see-arcane
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#reblogged bcs I need this and I still don't know how to safe posts
So I’ve been slowly learning more about makeup techniques over the last couple years and some things have been hit or miss but this feels like the FIRST video that spoke to me and actually taught me shit I haven’t picked up elsewhere. The face contouring (including hitting the forehead to make it look smaller) spoke to me and THE TIP ABOUT THE FUCKING CHAPSTICK EYESHADOW instead of traditional lipstick is a GAME CHANGER OMG
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God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame he's in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, he's got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GOD'S GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and I'm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. "Bhurr blur, I'm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugs". Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene he's sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. That's the worst part. I know he's just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking children's movie, I know it doesn't matter, I know I shouldn't care. But that's part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the world's array of sinners, and I can't even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanity's saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? It's EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness it's disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman
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reblog to manifest gender euphoria for the person you reblogged this from
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Didnt know what to wear tonight so I just kind of threw together an improv luke cosplay
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Dont know if I ever looked this good before or I ever will again but enjoy Zoro in a Maid Dress
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I don't believe in open communication I just start bursting out songs to my parents and they never realize sth wrong
#good kid#tlt musical#its actually great cause i get to vent and they never pick up on it#wenn ich dein spiegel wär#waiting to be weightless
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I came up with a new saying:
"You wouldn't bake a cat just because it jumped into the oven."
It means that just having a really, really good opportunity to do something awful is not an excuse to do it. That it isn't enough that you never go out of your way to do evil, you're also supposed to go out of your way to do the right thing, even in situations where the wrong thing to do would be extremely easy and profitable, and passively allowing it to happen would be easier than going out of your way to do better than that.
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#charly's in a box in a box

reblog to kill him faster
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