diego baruecco

Steven McQueen

wondering-if-we-still-belong:

obsessedwith-castiel-dean-sam:

no-chick-flick-momentss:

gracefulbobby:

spockmonkey:

Friendly reminder that there are only fifteen more Wednesdays until Christmas.

  • FIFTEEN WEDNESDAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS
  • FIFTEEN WEDNESDAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS
  • FIFTEEN WEDNESDAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS

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but how many more Tuesdays

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and once again the SPN fandom makes another post about them

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it’s wabbit season.

(Source: faramihr)



malefaces:

Benjamin Godfre by by Jeremy Lucido

Quentin Fields was a basketball player, he was also a son, a brother and somebody’s friend. I never knew Quentin Fields and I guess now I never will. Grief is like the ocean. It’s deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet, persistent, unfair, diminished by time and faith and love. I didn’t know Quentin Fields but I’m jealous of him because I see how his absence has affected the people who did know him. So I know he mattered to them. And I know he was loved. People say Quentin Fields was a great basketball player. Graceful, fluent, inspiring. They say on a good night it almost seemed as if he could fly… and now he can.

6x03 “Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly”
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