☆ Bleach Blonde Baddie ☆

194 years ago today a fictional cop jumped off a bridge and now I run a blog practically dedicated to him funny how things work huh?

don't care + didn't ask + get real + you're no longer a child + who cares about your lonely soul + our little lives don't count at all

dw guys the people are literally gonna rise. they will come when we call trusttt

you should NOT be at the club. you should be in the streets, june 5th, 1832, paris france. you should be building a barricade

Sometimes when I hear the 10th anniversary recording of Stars I just have to stop doing anything for exactly 3 minutes and 26 seconds and be enveloped.

you're genuinely trying to fucking tell me that crowley, who repeatedly begged aziraphale over and over and over to run away with him so they could be safe, and each time when aziraphale turned him down just chose to stay and die on earth instead (because there's no point to anything if aziraphale is gone), crowley who completely broke down when aziraphale was discorporated even though it was only his physical body, crowley who spent thousands of years showing up to save aziraphale in the strange little 5d chess of damsel and knight they'd been playing, would be alright with damning aziraphale to nonexistence. himself is one thing but you're fucking telling me that when offered a choice between the continuation of an imperfect world, or killing every single person in the universe, including aziraphale, he'd choose the latter? are you actually fucking serious?