Dreams feel real while we’re in them. It’s only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.
Honestly, I usually do at least an hour of blogging after a supernatural episode, but I seriously cannot bring myself to do anything right now.
I’m actually legitimately afraid about this spn episode because it’s the mid-season finale. Like I’m already emotionally unstable rn, I don’t need this, why do I continue to do this to myself, idk man
what rock group has four men that don’t sing
Still pissed that I haven’t seen the new episode of HIMYM yet. And pissed about other things too, like life and how shitty my luck is. I never get cut a break, man.
If you live off a man’s compliments, you’ll die from his criticism