You are not alone.
-My name is Jessica. Call me Jessy.
-We're all different. But on an atomic level we're really all the same.
-I guess that means wars are for nothing, since we're fighting ourselves.
-I read profusely. If every word we read added a second to our lives I think we'd live forever.
-Love like the world is ending. Because it is. Just very, very slowly.
-What I Post: Supernatural, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Glee, my rants, pretty pictures, quotes. I don't operate on a formula. There's too much room for human error.
-My name is Jessica. Call me Jessy.
-We're all different. But on an atomic level we're really all the same.
-I guess that means wars are for nothing, since we're fighting ourselves.
-I read profusely. If every word we read added a second to our lives I think we'd live forever.
-Love like the world is ending. Because it is. Just very, very slowly.
-What I Post: Supernatural, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Glee, my rants, pretty pictures, quotes. I don't operate on a formula. There's too much room for human error.
STOP UNFOLLOWING ME I HAVE 5 CHILDREN AND A WIFE TO SUPPORT
you are a gay teenage boy
NOT IN FRONT OF THE CHILDREN
We all imagine ourselves the agents of our destiny, capable of determining our own fate. But have we truly any choice in when we rise? Or when we fall? Or does a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction? Is it evolution that takes us by the hand? Does science point our way? Or is it God who intervenes, keeping us safe?
The trap is set when the Doctor’s friends will travel where the Doctor ends.
today my chemistry teacher was going about a normal lesson but then she stops in mid sentence and says, “does anyone know when the next teen wolf season starts?”
Leon Mcgann: being alive is the strangest thing ever everybody’s world is unique,...
being alive is the strangest thing ever
everybody’s world is unique, you might go to the same school but you see different things everyday, have different friends, have different opinions, live somewhere different, like different music, have different eyesight, etc
and it’s weird how sometimes…
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i like how in america you have rows and rows of
because in england we have rows and rows of
i think the look we were going for was “crushing depression” complimented by “there is no hope” with just a hint of “you’re going to stare at the same mouldy boxes until you die in one of them so i hope you like brick”
