So I’m pretty much moving cross country in four days.
The time to panic is now.
hi hello if you’re reading this i hope something good happens to you today
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I’m honestly cracking up, and my mum is looking at me like I’m more deranged than usual.
How I am!!!
I DON’T KNOW AND I DON’T LIKE IT
MODERN CARS SUCK
THEY LOOK LIKE BUBBLES
I HATE MODERN CARS SO MUCH
THEY’RE ALL PEASANTS
AND THE 67 CHEVY IMPALA IS QUEEN
SPN fandom…. u ok?
Whether it be fanfiction, original stories, drabbles, songs, poems, books, or anything that has to do with creative words, then reblog. Let’s gather all the writers of Tumblr together.
No one get’s lynched for exfoliating is the greatest come back I’ve ever witnessed.
THANK YOU SAMANTHA WOJSZNIS.
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
THIS MAKES ME SO FUCKING HAPPY
LET’S GET SOME SAM LOVE OVER HERE
*I love Sam, Dean, Bobby and Castiel….love all around*
ewgbivwegbsdivkjrs more like my actual favourite character!!
Why would anyone hate him?