SO MY FIANCE AND I ARE CONSIDERING MOVING TO GOLDEN COLORADO BECAUSE HE HAS A JOB OFFER THERE AND I KINDA WANNA GET OUT OF TEXAS

ANYONE LIVE THERE OR NEAR THERE OR HAVE BEEN THERE OR CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME THE WORKINGS OF COLORADO!

mishasminions:

PRETTY SURE CROWLEY WILL GET THE MOST DATES

OH MY GOD

JUST FINISHED WATCHING SEASON 1 OF GAME OF THRONES

DAENERYS IS A BAD MOTHERFUCKER AND I LOVE HER

WHY DID KHAL HAVE TO DIE!

WHY DID NED STARK HAVE TO DIE! FUCK THAT BLONDE BITCH AND HER BLONDE BITCH OF A SON

ALSO POOR ARRYA BUT I HAVE A FEELING SHE’S GOING TO BE KICKASS THOUGH

AND EXCUSE ME BUT DOES ANYONE ELSE REALLY DISLIKE/HATE SANSA AS MUCH AS I DO

REALLY REALLY REALLY IN LOVE WITH TYRION

SEASON 2? IN ONE NIGHT? OF COURSE!

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kepral:

Ok but seriously:

Before Noiz broke in:

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After Noiz broke in:

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Open Your Mind

I won’t this on a whim, I have no idea where it came from or why I won’t it or what’s going on what is supposed to be happening. That is all for the reader to decide. Enjoy.

Do you know where you are?

I think I’m … still in my bedroom.

Hardly. Do you remember what happened?

What happened?

You don’t know?

No.

Shall I remind you?

Please?

It’s really not that difficult to see.

But I can’t see. There’s nothing here.

There’s always something here, there, wherever.

But I can’t see it. I can’t see anything.

That is because you have chosen not to see.

But I want to see!

But you can’t.

I’m trying!

Stop trying.

Why?

Why should you?

Because … there is something here.

Is there?

You just said there was.

Did I?

Yes.

Are you quite sure?

Yes!

Why do you want to see so badly?

I’m scared.

Of what you cannot see?

Yes.

Why?

Because I don’t know.

And this frightens you, not knowing?

Yes.

But you do not know everything.

….

Does everything frighten you, then?

….Sometimes.

Fear is normal.

Do not be afraid to fear the unknown.

But that’s natural, isn’t it? For us?

You can change nature.

How?

How you’ve always done it.

I don’t understand.

Open your mind.

Am I … alone, here?

You can be.

What does that mean?

It means you can be alone here.

I don’t understand.

Open your mind.

Where is here?

You still don’t know?

No.

Does that frighten you, too?

A little.

Good.

….

Come here, child.

But I can’t move.

Only because you think you can’t.

I know I can’t, I’ve tried.

Not hard enough; pathetic.

What?

All of you. Everyone. Pathetic.

You mean I’m not the first?

And certainly not the last.

Why is this happening? How is this happening?

Some questions are best left unanswered.

I need those to be answered.

No.

Why not?

Why would I tell you?

Why wouldn’t you tell me?

You need to understand.

But I DON’T.

Open your mind.

….

Think.

….

Just. Think.

…..

Where are you?

I’m …. In a field

Are you, really?

I … I’m not sure.

Pity, there was progress.

….

What can you do now?

I’m not certain. I can’t see, smell. I can’t feel or move. I can’t do anything.

False.

Truth.

Wrong.

How?

Are there laws governing your actions?

Yes.

No.

Not here?

Not here.

Is this even real?

You made it real.

How could I have?

 Easily.

But, rules are important.

What rules?

The rules and laws of nature. They’re important.

They really aren’t.

….

It all turns chaotic in the end.

Every. Time.

But rules change that.

No. They don’t.

They’re supposed to.

It has always been chaos. And it will always be chaos.

You’re wrong.

Right.

…. Think about it.

No.

Because you don’t want to.

Because I don’t want to.

Open your mind.

I’m trying.

Try harder.

I can’t.

Yes you can.

You must.

Who are you?

I am nobody and every one and something and nothing.

That doesn’t make sense!

It doesn’t?

No.

Shame.

Can I go back now?

Go back?

Yes, I have a family.

You can’t go back. It’s too late for that now.

What? What do you mean?

It’s too late for that now.

But… So.. I’m … dead?

No.

Then why can’t I go back?

We can’t let you.

WE?

We.

Who is we?

Us.

Us?

Them.

Them?

Yes.

I’m not dead. But I can’t go back.

Yes.

Why?

So many questions; open your mind.

….

I don’t like it here.

No one does.

How many before me?

Dozens, hundreds, thousands, millions.

That many?

All the same, all the same.

Every single one the same?

Yes.

How is that possible? Everyone is different.

No.

I don’t like it here.

You do not have to like it here.

I want to leave.

You can’t.

Why not?

You can’t move, remember?

But I can try.

You already have and you’ve failed.

I can try some more.

…..

I can’t do this.

I warned you.

Let me out of here!

I can’t.

Let me go!

You are not restrained by me.

Then why can’t I leave?

Because you mustn’t.

Why! What will happen!

Nothing.

Then why can’t I go!

You can’t.

Let—

Stop—

Me—

­Stop—

Go!

No.

Please ….

No—

Please!

I cannot.

PLEASE!

Stop.

……

……

No. NO, what’s happening?

You couldn’t open your mind.

I tried! Stop!

Not hard enough.

Please, no, no!

Be quiet, now.

No! What is this? Why—

It’ll all end soon.

No, why are you doing this?!

I’m not; you are.

No, no, nononono! Stop, please, oh god, please, please, please…..

This will not lead you anywhere.

I can’t …. Please!

This is the end.

No! I can’t! I have a wife! And children!

This is the end for everyone.

NO! STOP THIS!

I cannot. What has been started needs to finish.

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD MAKE IT STOP!

It already has. Open your mind.

SO WHO HAS SEEN CONSPIRACY?

This documentary, I swear. It’s really effective, creepy, and just downright exposing. 

notasock:

notasock:

notasock:

notasock:

Who is Jay Gatsby’s favorite superhero?

Green Lantern

And his least favorite?

Dead Pool

There are 3 types of writers.

klarolinelannister:

xkanyeinterruptedmex:

1. Writers that unrealistically don’t kill anyone.

2. The right amount of death.

3. LETS JUST FUCKIN KILL THEM ALL BANG BANG BANG

so, in order, stephenie meyer, jk rowling, george rr martin.

Happy 51st Birthday Johnny Depp! (June 9, 1963)

If there’s any message to my work, it is ultimately that it’s OK to be different, that it’s good to be different, that we should question ourselves before we pass judgment on someone who looks different, behaves different, talks different, is a different color.

fireandiceandrageandkittens:

itsanexperimentjohn:

theliteralmagpie:

aruf0nsu:

okay so imagine an au where the potters live. harry dates oliver wood briefly. james hears of this and pulls harry aside. stares him in the eye with a deadly serious face
“he’s a Keeper”

You made an entire AU that would alter almost every facet of that series
For a pun
You’re a beautiful person.

"Are you serious right now, Dad?"

"No, I’m not serious. I’m Dad. He’s Sirius."

alternatively

"Are you fucking serious right now, dad?"

"No, but Remus is."

this is precious

phantomrose96:

castielcampbell:

timetravellingmarauder:

myjusticecake:

flutiebear:

lastlabyrinth:

#I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT I NEED TO WRITE MY NAME FOR

This is the single greatest thing this fandom has ever produced.

This is fucking transcendental. AND THE BEST PART IS THAT IT’S ENTIRELY WITHIN THE REALM OF CANON POSSIBILITY.

I’m actually surprised that this hasn’t happened.

poor sammy

Dean: “Uh…character flaws for 100”
Gabriel: “This character suffers from crippling issues with his own self-worth due to a lifetime spent religiously obeying his abusive father!”
Dean: “Oh come on…”
Gabriel: “Final answer?”
Dean: “No uh…Dean. Who is Dean? Me. Whatever.”
Gabriel: “Correct! Nnnnnext category!”
Dean: “…C-character flaws for 200.”
Gabriel: “This character used to consider himself the better of two brothers, but after several years of reckless decisions and huge failings that left hundreds perhaps thousands dead he’s since spiraled into a perpetual state of self-hatred and depression!”
Dean: *side-eyes Sam* “C-can I choose another category?”
Gabriel: “Nope!”
Dean: “But I—“
Gabriel: “Oh come on this one is EASSSYY! I’ll even give you a hint.”
Dean: “No I—“
Gabriel: “It’s the same brother who got your mom kille—”
Dean: “SAM ALRIGHT? SAM. WHO IS SAM?”
Gabriel: “CCCOOOORREECCTTT! AND DEAN IS BLAZING UP THE LEADER BOARD. NNNNEXT QUESTION!”
*Both Winchesters sink into immense inescapable self loathing*

phantomrose96:

castielcampbell:

timetravellingmarauder:

myjusticecake:

flutiebear:

lastlabyrinth:

#I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT I NEED TO WRITE MY NAME FOR

This is the single greatest thing this fandom has ever produced.

This is fucking transcendental. AND THE BEST PART IS THAT IT’S ENTIRELY WITHIN THE REALM OF CANON POSSIBILITY.

I’m actually surprised that this hasn’t happened.

poor sammy

Dean: “Uh…character flaws for 100”

Gabriel: “This character suffers from crippling issues with his own self-worth due to a lifetime spent religiously obeying his abusive father!”

Dean: “Oh come on…”

Gabriel: “Final answer?”

Dean: “No uh…Dean. Who is Dean? Me. Whatever.”

Gabriel: “Correct! Nnnnnext category!”

Dean: “…C-character flaws for 200.”

Gabriel: “This character used to consider himself the better of two brothers, but after several years of reckless decisions and huge failings that left hundreds perhaps thousands dead he’s since spiraled into a perpetual state of self-hatred and depression!”

Dean: *side-eyes Sam* “C-can I choose another category?”

Gabriel: “Nope!”

Dean: “But I—“

Gabriel: “Oh come on this one is EASSSYY! I’ll even give you a hint.”

Dean: “No I—“

Gabriel: “It’s the same brother who got your mom kille—”

Dean: “SAM ALRIGHT? SAM. WHO IS SAM?”

Gabriel: “CCCOOOORREECCTTT! AND DEAN IS BLAZING UP THE LEADER BOARD. NNNNEXT QUESTION!”

*Both Winchesters sink into immense inescapable self loathing*