my favorite way to hang out is so lowkey like u wanna watch reality tv all day in our sweats?? ok. wanna do homework n barely even talk except to complain about how much work it is?? ok. wanna read different books while sharing an entire tub of ice cream?? ok. going out is so much effort like sometimes u just wanna enjoy someone’s company without doing anything “special” and i think those are actually the most special times 

i don’t wanna use caps anymore. too loud. i just wanna relax. always chillin. why is there so much violence on tv. food network is the only positive option

i love hearing new songs on tv and looking them up on youtube and all the comments are like, “like this if this show brought you here :)” 

but then you have that one killjoy that’s just like, “like this if your music taste brought you here and not some stupid tv show” and you just wanna be like, “well you know what? my music taste did bring me here because if i didn’t like the song i wouldn’t have looked it up in the first place so your argument is invalid BOOM DROP THE MIKE”

I think my love is too intense.. I require raw passion and basically your soul tbh. I expect honestly and loyalty as a default. I’m highly ambitious and I’m driven by grinding and building so we can achieve a financially free future together. I love growing with someone, helping each other become better people. I live for spontaneous shit, goofy jokes and over the top romance. I just wanna build an empire with someone whilst being in the most sincerest deepest form of love and devotion.
For some, going to work and coming home - curling up in front of the TV is enough. For me that’s great, but I still prefer the unconventional life - where we might not see each other every day because we are building but when we do, we create life long memories and just embrace. I know it seems like a lot to ask but it isn’t impossible.


TV Show Meme: Episodes that make you cry [3/3]

Friday Night Lights → The Son (4x05)

I hate him. And I don’t, I don’t like hating people, but I just put all my hate on him so that I don’t have to hate anybody else. So that I can be a good person, you know, to my grandma, friends, to your daughter, and that’s all I wanna say. I just wanna tell him to his face that I hate him, but he doesn’t even have a face.

Guys. I just watched a Eurovision documentary on BBC 4 cause it was straight after the semi-finals and literally me and my flatmates ended up watching the documentary as well. And honestly I have a whole new respect for eurovision because I never took it seriously because it’s all glittery and sparkles but I didn’t realise how eurovision has actually shaped society too. It was such an incredible watch. I never knew that Ireland actually won 4 consecutive times in a row :o and they had some pretty good entries man. Also finally realised what the UK are always so shit, it’s because we don’t care enough.

They were saying in the documentary that the UK kind off just became a novelty act that no one took seriously because UK never took themselves seriously. And it was amazing to see how true it is, the moment we actually start caring about it we might actually win. And more than that I was watching how the commentators were saying how it has a huge impact nationally, take for instance Conchita. Graham Norton said in the documentary how all the commentators were saying how they wish Conchita would win but they knew it was impossible because of how the world revolves. And one country actually said that they didn’t want to show Conchita’s entry song in their broadcast, and the Eurovision people were like ‘Nope, you either show it all, or you show nothing’. And when Conchita actually won, Graham Norton said something powerful, he said that when Conchita won it wasn’t because of the goverments or their heads, but it was because of all the individual normal civil people, the people who went to the groceries and went to get their nails done yesterday, the ones who played xbox. It was every individual human who voted for her because there is goodness in this world and it exist and its there. And Graham and all the commentators cried when she won. 

And I realised that Eurovision is fucking awesome. And yea it’s a show that’s cheesy and little cliche but it’s also a show that brings about change and unity and peace and for one whole week it brings all the countries together. 

yesterday my dad and i were watching tv together and he just “wanna watch an episode of bob the builder?” and i just kinda looked at him because i was pretty sure that wasn’t what he meant and then he looked at me for a minute and went “wait no. no it’s called bob’s burgers”

the signs as twenty one pilots songs

{pt. 2 BLURRYFACE edition}

aries: ride // I just wanna stay in the sun where I find || I know it’s hard sometimes || Pieces of peace in the sun’s peace of mind || I know it’s hard sometimes || Yeah, I think about the end just way too much || But it’s fun to fantasize || On my enemies I wouldn’t wish who I was || But it’s fun to fantasize

taurus: hometown // Put away, put away, || All the gods your father served today, || Put away, put away, || Your traditions, believe me when I say, || We don’t know, we don’t know, || How to put back the power in our soul, || We don’t know, we don’t know, || Where to find what was once in our bones.

gemini: fairly local // I’m evil to the core || What I shouldn’t do I will || They say I’m emotional || What I wanna save I’ll kill || Is that who I truly am? || I truly don’t have a chance || Tomorrow I’ll keep a beat || And repeat yesterday’s dance

cancer: doubt // Temperature is dropping || temperature is dropping || I’m not sure if I can see this ever stopping || Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts, no || You are all that I’ve got, no.

leo: tear in my heart // The songs on the radio are ok, || But my taste in music is your face, || And it takes a song to come around to show you how || She’s the tear in my heart || I’m alive || She’s the tear in my heart || I’m on fire || She’s the tear in my heart ||  Take me higher || Than I’ve ever been.

virgo: the judge // You’re the judge || oh no || set me free || You’re the judge || oh no || set me free || I know my soul’s freezing || Hell’s hot for good reason || so please || take me.

libra: polarize // I wanted to be a better brother, better son, || Wanted to be a better adversary to the evil I have done || I have none to show to the one I love ||
But deny, deny, denial || Help me polarize, help me polarize || Help me down,
Those stairs is where I’ll be hiding all my problems || Help me polarize, help me polarize || Help me out || My friends and I, we’ve got a lot of problems.

scorpio: heavydirtysoul // Can you save, can you save my, || Can you save my heavydirtysoul? || Can you save, can you save my, || Can you save my heavydirtysoul? || For me, for me, uh || Can you save my heavydirtysoul? || For me, for me, uh || Can you save my heavydirtysoul?

sagittarius: we don’t believe what’s on tv // I need to know that when I fail you’ll still be here, || 'Cause if you stick around I’ll sing you pretty sounds || And we’ll make money selling your hair || I don’t care what’s in your hair || I just want to know what’s on your mind || I used to say, “I want to die before I’m old,” || But because of you I might think twice.

capricorn: not today // You are out of my mind || you aren’t seeing my side || You waste all this time trying to get to me || But you are out of my mind || I’m out of my mind, || I’m not seeing things right, || I waste all this time trying to run from you, || But I’m out of my min

aquarius: message man // You don’t know my brain the way you know my name, || You don’t know my heart the way you know my face, || You don’t know what I’ve done || I’m wanted and on the run. || I’m wanted and on the run. || So I’m taking this moment to live in the future

pisces: stressed out // I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink, || But now I’m insecure and I care what people think. || Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days, || When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out. 

When you have mad crushes on someone but they have no idea so you just

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“I don’t know that Jake feels this way, I know people feel I don’t give Jake enough credit. I will tell you right now that he wrote the funniest line in the entire movie. And he came- and he said, ‘I wanna try another take of this where Elias lets me in and when he says, You dont smoke, do you? I’m gonna say to him- I’mma- just watch what I’m gonna do. And he walked in and Elias says, ‘You don’t smoke, do you?’’ and he said, “Once. In high school.’ And I almost fell outta my chair, it was- cos it’s such a perfect  epitomising [sic] of who this guy is. That when he talks to authority figures he- he immediately has to tell the truth. He’s compelled to tell them - even though it’s something that he’s embarrassed about or he feels in - and it’s actually the funniest line in the movie.”

- David Fincher, Director’s Commentary, Zodiac (2007) 

Happy New Year to all Destiel shippers! I hope 2016 will bring you lots of love and happiness!

“So… Any new year’s resolutions, Cas? Anything you wanna make sure to do next year?”

Dean grinned at his best friend, fingers toying with his beer bottle. The conversation was easy, light. Sam had disappeared into the kitchen moments ago, getting them another round of beers and some snacks. It was the most basic way to celebrate New Year’s Eve; just the three of them in the bunker, watching some TV and having a drink. In all honesty, Dean wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Blue eyes blinked at Dean from the other end of the couch, full of thought for a moment, but then Cas smiled gently. He looked oddly ruffled without the bulky overcoats; top button of his white shirt undone, tie loose. It made Dean light in the head in a way that he couldn’t possibly blame on the two beers that he’d had.

“As a matter of fact, there’s something…” Castiel mused out loud, putting down his own now empty bottle.

“Oh?” Dean pried, curious as to what was on Cas’ to-do-list. “Wanna share with the class?”

Several heartbeats passed before the angel shifted, angling his body so that he was actually facing Dean, suggesting that he was about to tell something of great significance, a secret perhaps.

“In the year 2016, I want to finally find the courage to kiss the one that I have feelings for.” He stated confidently, as if he hadn’t just dropped a huge bomb.

Dean, who had been in the middle of taking a sip, coughed up his beer at that revelation. There was a sudden hollow feeling in his gut. Cas wanted to kiss someone. Cas had feelings for someone. And Dean didn’t like that idea one bit.

Truth be told, it was Dean’s own fault. His own fault for being a coward and never having the balls to talk to the angel about what the deal was with the two of them. Naturally, Castiel would move on once the right person showed up. Nonetheless, it hurt Dean more than he had anticipated, and by now he didn’t doubt that he looked absolutely crestfallen, but he couldn’t even be bothered to keep his face in check.

He knew that this was his cue to be a good friend and ask who the lucky person was, and support Cas, telling him to go for it. Before Dean could do either of those things, Castiel’s heavy sigh put an end to Dean’s mental debate.

“You are unbelievable, Dean Winchester.” The angel muttered, rolling his eyes, almost as if mocking Dean.

In a blink, Castiel scooted closer to Dean until their knees were an inch from touching. Much slower, he leaned in until they were practically nose to nose. Dean swallowed at their close proximity, but in the back of his mind a very hopeful voice was cheering at this new development. Shit, did Cas mean…

The answer was found in Cas’ soft lips against Dean’s, meeting in the middle, Dean tugging on Cas’ tie to pull him as close as possible as they tasted each other for the first time. As their mouths moved in sync, Dean realized that they should’ve done this years ago. Oh well, better late than never.

They hastily broke apart at the sound of Sam clearing his throat. Dean could feel a blush spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears as they both looked up, shooting Sam matching apologetic glances.

Sam however, just shrugged as he handed them their beers, lips twitching into a smirk.

“You two couldn’t wait until midnight, huh? Figures.”

Dean’s blush was soon replaced by a smug grin, his hand shyly reaching for Cas’ knee. Hell yeah, 2016 was going to be awesome.