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ribbu:

there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me

it’s called the throne

hi crowley


skin-and-ink:

flure:

I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong.

This post is perfect



welshmullet:

Can I get a snow globe of this?

did someone say snow globe
i collect snow globes
i love snow globes

welshmullet:

Can I get a snow globe of this?

did someone say snow globe

i collect snow globes

i love snow globes


deanwinchesterwantsthecass:

joshdallas:

vote for the uk or we cancel doctor who

that’s one way to get shit done

it worked, didn’t it?


the hebrew is backwards, sorry, but it should be this:

מטטרון


quoms:

imagine ‘anon crushes’ in real life

someone runs up to you dressed in like a tarp with a paper bag over their head and yells SORRY I LIKE YOU A LOT before vaulting over a table and sprinting away

i would run them down and tackle them to the ground to find out who they are


sassparnasse:

As the winner is revealed, Graham Norton descends from the clouds and announces that he is, in fact, the winner of Eurovision 2013 before exploding into a cloud of glitter.



despairtanaka:

the great

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audreyii-fic:

padalacki:

padalacki:

padalacki:

if you wanna be my lover, you gotta watch doctor who

you also should watch sherlock

supernatural toooo-oooo

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it’s transparent

it’s transparent


To every member of the Superwholock fandom

thebookthief101:

We are all on hiatus now guys. We all have to stop each other from going insane.

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shwnspncr:

hc-svnt-dracones:

I feel like they could remake that whole movie from Chekhov’s point of view.

The title would be THIS IS NOT MY JOB! and it would just be two hours of Chekhov running around the warp core with his little goggles as everything goes to shit all around him.

#I CANNOT DO ZAT