i hate it when people ask me “what are your interests in life?” dude i have no idea. i cannot explain. i'm not a person. i'm a collection of miracles, bound together by both sunlight and darkness. i'm also much more than that; i am a story, a home, a wolf that howls in the night. i'm the comet streaking through the sky on the way to do good and bright things.

god i love how pitbulls are like

When Anne Carson said, “I once loved you now i don’t know you at all” and when Margaret Atwoood said, “I used to say I’d know you anywhere, but it’s getting harder” and when Marina Tsvetaeva said, “You seem already gone” and when Henry Dumas said, “I caught you forgetting me” and when 

he giveth and then he taketh away

Supernatural, the longest queer bait, has struck again

I think that Misha Collins misspeaking, coming out as bisexual on complete accident, then correcting himself on Twitter once tumblr had already imploded is actually the funniest series of events that could have possibly come out of any of this. Great work everybody

"you’re so quiet" thanks I was dissecting you in my head