(Source: deathsdaleks)
(Source: deathsdaleks)
FANDOM DOWN. I REPEAT, FANDOM DOWN.
its not just the fandom thats hit the ground recently
LEAVE
In case anyone wanted an audio clip of the Brother Moment from 8x23.
the emotion in their voices just kills me ugh
God ,i loved everything about it.
and sammy baby how could you even doubt for a second that dean wouldnt love you or prefer you to other???
he is willing to let earth become hell just so you can stay alive and sane.
What do teenage boys and helicase have in common?
THEY BOTH UNZIP YOUR GENES
(Source: scorpionnebula)
Calling it now Chef Ramsey is going to be the 12th Doctor
“get in the fucking tardis GOD”
“this planet is disgusting; bland, wet. it’s embarrassing”
doctor, where are we?
“in the shit.”
(Source: threelivestoiled)
dames-my-name-shippings-my-game:
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
And this shall be me and my child.
S C R E A M I N G
But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero?…Why do we have to sacrifice everything, Dad?
(Source: benadict)
