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danyuuul:

*DIES AND FALLS IN GRAVE AND SOUL GOES INTO SPACE* my god that was cute 

(Source: vinesnow)

peacelove-and-rocknroll:

How can you not like Ozzy Osbourne?

coporolight:

mayormills:

that one celebrity crush that is both the cutest person you have ever seen but also the sexiest motherfucker on the planet

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the-plaid-princess:

When your pet adjusts their position so they can lay their head on you

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breakfastburritoe:

mascara is supposed to make your eyes look bigger but a real beauty tip is having eyes at 9 in the afternoon

(Source: kiekstn)

cumberbatshit:

based on this post - x

The name has been on his wrist since he was born, standing out against tanned skin as a reminder. Every now and then, it tickles, itches, and makes Dean squirm. It is a reminder. He has never wanted a soulmate. Dean would much rather keep the one-night-stands going with girls who cover up the names on their wrists with makeup or bracelets. Every so often, Dean manages to get a glimpse.

Darrell.

John.

Tracy.

The name on Dean’s wrist is unlike any of the others he has seen before. It is like something out of the Bible. Castiel. It is undeniably strange, a name that Dean has never heard before. Out of all the girls he had to get stuck with, he is stuck with the one with a freaky name. He wouldn’t be surprised if the chick got bullied for it as a kid. Of course, there was nothing to say he would ever meet this girl. Hell, even if he met her, nothing could make him marry her.

 The name on his Mom’s wrist was not John. In fact, Dean never found out what it really was. All she had told him on his sixteenth birthday was that she had not married her soulmate. Her ‘soulmate’ had been a homophobic dick who Mary could not bring herself to marry, even date. In the back of Dean’s mind, his subconscious hopes that Castiel would be the same. Not because he doesn’t want to find someone he connected with, but because commitment has always terrified him. Marriage is not something he ever wants.

Fuck, Dean’s little brother had found his soulmate in his first year of college. Jessica Moore. Dean has always seen her as a bright ray of sunshine, with her huge smile and wide eyes. She has always been undoubtedly beautiful, and Dean often wonders how Sam managed to get so fucking lucky.

Seeing how close they are makes Dean vaguely wish that Castiel would just hurry up and stumble into his life, already. But when he leaves Sam to go back home, the thoughts disappear from his mind. He doesn’t need anyone but himself.

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Bring that sweet ass over here.

Bring that sweet ass over here.

(Source: finejeeze)

http://sentimentalapathy.co.vu/post/83461481887/thighholstered-cas-getting-turned-on-by-dean

thighholstered:

cas getting turned on by dean holding a pen between his lips

cas getting turned on by dean dragging his fingers through his hair when he’s frustrated

cas getting turned on by dean licking his thumb before turning the page of the book he’s flipping through

unicorn-sparkle-bug:

zeklos:

crumbled-paper-hearts:

i—need—a—doctor:

When you quote a fictional character around a friend or family member and they don’t notice

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when you quote a fictional character around a stranger or new friend and they notice

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this is how i feel literally EVERY DAY

zodiac-brave:

lexatu:

this is not a video of rick astly

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