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crows before hoes
Marlen, 18 years old from Norway.

I am a proud hufflepuff who enjoys fangirling and nerdfighting, and i have a tendency to develop these bizarre obsessions with things like books, bands, movies, games and tv shows. I post a lot of different things but i'm currently really into supernatural, everything tolkien related and also asoiaf stuff, so yeahh. Oh, and this is not a spoiler free blog, so all my spoilers will be tagged with the name of the fandom and "spoilers sweetie"

rneerkat:

arteries will always hold a special place in my heart

buttlicked:

PE doesn’t stand for physical education. it stands for public embarrassment 

monobeartheater:

verylittlebird:

a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.

what the fuck

whitemagebecky:

I can never get enough of this

beowulfstits-archive:

I want to go to this exact point and run around it saying “I’m in Sweden!” I’m in Finland!” “I’m in Norway!” until I get tired
i aspire to great things in life

beowulfstits-archive:

I want to go to this exact point and run around it saying “I’m in Sweden!” I’m in Finland!” “I’m in Norway!” until I get tired

i aspire to great things in life

teacrafted:

"You can’t eat all that!"

fuckin watch me.

egg-rolls:

when u stand up 2 fast n suddenly ur floatin thru space n time

phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:

winchesterandwinchester:

Sam could have left Dean in the Impala, arguably Dean’s favorite place, but he chose to carefully lay him on Dean’s own bed, in his own room, in the place they both acknowledged as home. There was no place better to lay Dean to rest, until Sam was able to bring him back, than in the place that Dean had carefully arranged and called his own - the first room he had been able to call his own since he was four years old.

…you could say he… laid his weary head to rest…

chakrabot:

sincerelymady:

There’s this girl at my school and she’s really nice and I remember sometime last year at one point she would carry a clicker around and click it everytime she had a happy thought/something good happened/she laughed etc.
It was always kind of cute how you’d just hear the little click every once in a while throughout class it always made me smile knowing that it was bc something made her feel happy idk

she was training herself to be happy oh my god

american-mouth-flightless-bird:

"ARE WE REALLY HITTING ON EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW OR ARE WE KIDDING?!!" The Musical.