I’m finally done! Took me a whole week omg. *dead* 

Warning: Big spoilers for season 2

The rest will be after the cut. 

Lyrics are from “In Our Bedroom After the War” by Stars so I suggest you play this while reading the thing or it won’t have much of an effect. 

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Alan Rickman RIP

You promised us you would still be reading Harry Potter at 80 years old. You promised us. 'Always' RIP Alan Rickman . We will always love you.

one time I was a fairground and the straps for this ride went over my boobs and my thighs, so the guy came along and he was about ten years older than me and he pulled on the strap right where my boob was and I went ‘at least take me on a date first’ and then he pulled on the one by my thighs and I went 'now that will have to wait until marriage’ and he gave me a really weird look and walked away AND WHEN I GOT OFF THE RIDE HE LITERALLY COWERED AWAY FROM ME DO YOU SEE WHY I DON’T GO OUTSIDE.

Sparkles was so happy!!

Welcome to the world of imaginary friends, Dean.

TODAY IN BIOLOGY CLASS WE LEARNED THAT WHEN YOU MOW THE GRASS THE BLADES RELEASE A CHEMICAL THAT MAKES THAT GLORIOUS SMELL BUT THE REASON WHY THEY RELEASE THE CHEMICAL IS TO WARN OTHER GRASS BLADES OF DANGER SO WHEN WE SMELL THE FRESHLY CUT GRASS SMELL IT’S NOT JUST A GOOD SMELL IT’S THE SMELL OF THE BLOOD AND SCREAMS FOR HELP OF THOUSANDS OF GRASS BLADES

Some days I wonder how I am able to go on. Sometimes I tell myself is okay to just be numb and depressed today; i can figure it out sometime.. But on my low days... It's been ruined by someone saying the wrong thing. Be a nice human. Don't be mean...

Genders for making babies :3

when someone ships my OTP with the same burning passion that i do

Have you ever started to drown? Do you know the imbalance of hope you’ll live At every water speckled breath reaches your lungs that you might survive. And the known dreaded fear That you don’t want to be real, That you know you’ll sink… Maybe majestically, Maybe when u take in the lungful of water You’ll die in the most embarrassing position. That everytime the water crests over your head You know that ever staggered breath that’s threaded with water May be your last And you never understood when people say the last breath they thought they’d have It tasted so sweet. How can a breath taste sweet? With every droplet of water accumulating in your lungs, Your throat burns Your nose feels like you inhaled pixie sticks, Like kids stupidly used to do. You wonder if you’ll ever see the people you care about again. People say that your life flashes before your eyes, Mine didn’t. I just had this feeling. Well, feelings. Of everything I’ve ever felt. And when the water washes over you again, and you come up for a split second, Sputtering, Blind, Tired, And thrashing.

You kinda want to stop. You don’t have time to think, Wow, my clothes are so heavy. Or to see your life on a film real.

It all happens with thought and fears And emotions Dominating each other. You wonder how stupid you had to be To go out farther than you can reach. Farther than you can touch bottom.

Ocasionaly you just sink. Your arms falling numb, Kinda like you slept in a strange Unimaginable position. And you fight with yourself to get the will to propel yourself to the surface again.

Just to taste that sweetness of a breath A kind of sweetness you never let go again.

You wonder if someone can be your hero, To pull u up from the clutches of the once friendly blue Just to bring you to shore Which is closer than you thought.

At least that’s how I felt.

I’m drowning with you. Youre my once friendly blue.

I guess we just learn to sink or swim.

I was almost freeking out cause I couldn't find my tumblr app button thing. Almost...

OK so me and my friend are talking about her telling this guy that she was going to go to bed in her way of avoiding him. Me; *looks away and whispers* you wanna go to bed on me too Huh? Joke Friend; Lol tooooootally xD Took me a bit to realize why she found it so funny.