A different way of being young

A girl who were raised by horror movies and grew up to be a hunter and a backstreet girl.




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May 18, 2013 5:02 pm 4:50 pm

obliviousruska:

richarcl:

what if instead of countries declaring war on each other there was just a big rap battle

did you mean eurovision

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May 17, 2013 11:30 pm
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  • Permanent Stain
  • By: Backstreet Boys
  • In A World Like This
  • 139 Plays

sofuckinglovable:

Backstreet Boys - Permanent Stain (New Song 2013)

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11:30 pm

quinn + first and last words of each season.

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11:09 pm
lilyjoy30-impala:

daenerystaygaryen:


To just sleep in a car like this, with your best friend or boyfriend and not worry because its just you two and tomorrow you’re just going to climb out of bed and into the front of the car where you’ll drive off. Another day on your road trip together, living, laughing, loving.

But then you hear a noise outside. Your friend goes to investigate and never comes back. You wait, and then decide to go looking for them. You grab a torch and climb out and scan the trees with the light. 
You hear a dripping noise behind you. 
You turn around and see water dripping onto the car, but it’s not raining. You shine the torch onto the water, and realise it’s red. It’s blood. You look up, and there’s your friend, hanging from the tree above, stomach ripped open and hand reaching down, dripping blood. 
You go to scream but then something hits you from behind. 
You were in the first five minutes of Supernatural.

lilyjoy30-impala:

daenerystaygaryen:

To just sleep in a car like this, with your best friend or boyfriend and not worry because its just you two and tomorrow you’re just going to climb out of bed and into the front of the car where you’ll drive off. Another day on your road trip together, living, laughing, loving.

But then you hear a noise outside. Your friend goes to investigate and never comes back. You wait, and then decide to go looking for them. You grab a torch and climb out and scan the trees with the light. 

You hear a dripping noise behind you. 

You turn around and see water dripping onto the car, but it’s not raining. You shine the torch onto the water, and realise it’s red. It’s blood. You look up, and there’s your friend, hanging from the tree above, stomach ripped open and hand reaching down, dripping blood. 

You go to scream but then something hits you from behind. 

You were in the first five minutes of Supernatural.

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10:59 pm

castiels-feathery-butt:

this physically hurts me

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10:57 pm 10:56 pm

all-the-gay-ships:

solelymcfly:

mytardishaswings:

mynameisjohnwinchester:

yourfictionmyreality:

mapalap:

blueboxparchment:

mapalap:

wingsinpurgatory:

mapalap:

ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION

JUST TO GET A GLANCE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION

I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHERRRRR

BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH

THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN

THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MADMAN

I HEAR THE VOICES WHEN I’M DREAMING

I CAN HEAR THEM SAY

SOBS

dammit we almost had it 

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10:51 pm

elevenfeathers:

I feel like Eurovision is Europe’s best inside joke.

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10:47 pm

an endless list of perfect artists
Mumford & Sons

“But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear?”

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