If I told you...

Dear Misha-

Today, August 20th, we share a birthday. We also share a profession, several passions, a tendency to spurn the gender binary, and some life philosophies regarding joy, kindness, and acceptance. We are both whimsical and riotously silly, we both flout the system and do it our own way. 

I know that we share these things because there is a great deal of information out there about you. That information is there in large part because you are so willing and open to share your life with us. This is, in a very specific way, what I consider to be a birthday gift from you. 

Though you have never met me, and likely never will, the gift that you are to me today is a gift of kinship. The knowledge that out there, some crazy guy who is just like me, another nut-case blue eyed brunette with the time and desire to make other people happy is doing so on a grander scale than I could hope for in my life. That there is so much love and support for that Misha guy and his antics on a global scale gives me a permission to behave similarly that I otherwise might find intimidating. Here finally is someone who by the grace of his profession lives out for all to see the ways in which I am also different and whacky and zany and good. It’s not unlike when Disney finally makes a princess movie where you identify as the princess. 

Misha Collins, you are my Disney princess. 

You know nothing about me, and likely will never know anything about me. That I exist is periphery to your own existence. But from what I know of you, not just from what you say but by the power of your actions, I do not think that you would mind me saying that like all human beings, we are extensions of each other. There is a 28 year old female version of you, an American whose life took her to the west coast of Canada, doing her level best to care, to contribute, to spread joy, to be kind. She works in theatre, she loves her friends, she lives with gratitude and wonder. She gets to know that you are out there doing the same thing. She is a flash light and you are a pair of high beams, but its the same light. 

And that makes the lonely things less lonely. It makes darkness less pervasive, it makes difficult things a little more achievable. 

I take great joy in you. In watching the things you do, in reading the things you write, in seeing the way you are, the example by which you live your life. Thank you for that joy. Thank you for the gift. 

Thank you. 

Happy birthday. 

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So if you believe that same sex couples should be allowed to get married, please reblog this.

she was last seen in Kew by the canal, but she could have walked anywhere from there

shes only 14 and has health problems that make her seriously vulnerable

another pic of her:

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This girl was crying and begging the policeman not to hit her or any of her friends. Then the policeman started crying as well and he said to her: “You just hold on girl.”

The photo comes from protests happening in Bulgaria right now. Students are protesting poverty and corruption in Bulgaria’s Socialist-backed government, chaining themselves to the doors of Sofia University and clashing with police outside of parliament.

But… that was exactly what he was doing.

But most importantly you guys really need to follow singerandwinger because Leigh is seriously one of the best people I know and Nat ( hufflecas ) love her very much and want all her fic writing and meta to become really popular because it is seriously amazing.