"what music do you like?" is such a stressful question like what do you want to know??? genres?? artists?? albums??? time periods?? 25 most played?? what i’m currently listening to??? what i listen to at different times of the day?? be more specific??????
Sometimes I forget and then I’m reminded
So what do you do; eat alone for the rest of your life?
I focus on the work. At the end of the day that’s what endures. That’s the thing we leave behind
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
to whomever wrote this
#the oncoming storm
breakS BUTTon PRESinG sO hARD
I see no downside here.
Downside what downside
Downside: having to wait patiently for Tom Hiddleston
THERE’S ALWAYS A CATCH
these two lines might just be the best lines Ryan Murphy’s ever written
reblogging for truth
Upper left: the man I want to have coffee, intellectual conversation, and sex with.
Upper right: the man I want to watch Blazing Saddles and then have sex with.
Middle left: the man I want to have sex with after I watch him have an enthusiastically slutty three-way with two other guys.
Middle right: the man I want to swap deep, meaningful stories and then have sex with.
Lower left: the man I want to slam around to polka music and then have sex with.
Lower right: he can just lie there and look pretty, I’ll do the rest.
(my guess at a theme)
does that include sexuality or
I’m just trying to deal with the fact that this implies that Dean and Cas have gotten into arguments over Dean trying to label him…
#honestly it’s the casual ‘we’ that gets me #it’s not ‘you’d gotten over’ it’s we #like there were nights when they’d sit up together talking about it #crossed legged on a mattress passing a bottle back and forth #dean getting angry and saying fuck this fuck you and getting up #and castiel pulling him back to bed laying on top of him like a drunk horny cat #and dean going soft and quiet under him saying #be whatever you want cas i don’t give a fuck #we we we we we we #you could put a hundred words in his mouth in this scene #that would not speak so many volumes as one small ‘we’ (via robotmango)