1. You have no talent
2. Mr. Tentacles has all the talent
3. If you are lucky, some of Mr. Tentacles’ talent may rub off on you
my biggest fear is I’m married & my husband says, “let’s cut sugar out of our diet” so I have to leave with the kids in the middle of the night
I think we’ve officially reached that annoying time in the year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday, if you wear a sweater, you die from heatstroke.
I can’t wait for the day that instead of “It’s late, I have to go.” you will say “It’s late, let’s go to bed.”
this is so cute
me: hey i’m kinda good at this writing thing
*reads other people’s writing*
me: i am a literary potato
me when im the center of attention: *uncomfortable*
me when im not the center of attention: *uncomfortable*
The year is 2068. Sam Winchester is 85 years old. He begins to suffer severe heart problems caused by being old as fuck. Dean gets in his motorized wheelchair and goes to the nearest crossroads at a speed of 3mph and trades his soul for Sam’s life. It is at this point that even the crossroads demons are beginning to worry about the Winchesters’ unhealthy codependency problems.