mrswatermelon

imagine you’re Benny and you’re in purgatory and Dean Winchester keeps mentioning his angel companion like he’s killing monsters to find that angel. and when you finally meet the Angel he’s a stinky wet tired man in his late 30s like are you sure that’s your man and dean goes yesss <3

I cry before sex and I cry after sex, of course, but during sex? I have a fucking job to do.

Which is cry while getting pounded into the mattress, yea. Obviously.

So do you think the small town girl living in a lonely world ever tried gay stuff with the uptown girl living in her uptown world

i don't say this very often so you can trust me when i say for the love of god please unmute

Reminder?! How was I ever supposed to know this?!

how is everyone feeling today

IIRC, they had to terminate the project because the crows were attacking humans who were smoking cigarettes in order to get the "butt."

Let The Crows Force You To Quit Smoking

this website lets you listen to the sounds of all different forests around the world 

Reblogging again cause I tried this site last night and if you need background noise to focus this is perfect for that, I was locked the fuck in on a task. And it’s also just gorgeous to listen to

i do not have any disorders . these r symptoms of being an angel

hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

ye

enter the cornflakes domain

I fucking hate this website because not only did I click this goddamn link expecting it to be a joke of some sort, but it wasn’t a joke and I sat here spinning the screen around enjoying myself in a stupid bag of cornflakes like the dumbass monkey I am on Tumblr.com, enthralled by being in a bag of corn flakes in

i think we need to see more cas internalised angelphobia crisis. gay angel crisis. I no longer want him to be like no im not even human, sexuality means nothing to me Dean it’s all good and beautiful and natural. I want dean to have a gay crisis and cas to be like GAY crisis?! Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for me that i fell in love with a human??? GAY? your biggest problem is the ghost of your horrible dead dad whispers “faggot” in your ear whenever you put gel in your hair??? i fell in love with the equivalent of a semi-sentient butterfly who gets trapped on windowsills and dies when the window is open and right there! everyone thinks im a weird deviant and/or a fucking idiot ????? you’re ashamed because you’re not the man your dad wanted you to be because you want to suck off a cowboy, I’m ashamed because this is like if you fell in love with the slice of ham in your fridge